It’s time for some digital poetry. Today we’ll declaim “The Tree’s Reflection” by Paul Verlaine.
The trees’ reflection in the misty stream
Dies off in livid steam;
Whilst up among the actual boughs, forlorn,
The tender wood-doves mourn.
How wan the face, OneTravel, this wan
Gray landscape looked upon;
And how forlornly in the high tree-tops
Lamented thy drowned hopes!
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“The Tree’s Reflection” by Paul Verlaine
