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The Aftermath

from Conjunction of Spheres by Evoking Winds

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When the summer fields are mown,
When the birds are fledged and flown,
And the dry leaves 
strew the path;
With the falling of the snow,
With the cawing of the crow,
Once again the fields we mow
And gather in the aftermath.

Not the sweet, new grass with flowers
Is this harvesting of ours;
Not the upland clover 
bloom;
But the rowen mixed with weeds,
Tangled tufts from marsh and meads,
Where the poppy drops its seeds
In the silence and the gloom.

BY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

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from Conjunction of Spheres, released December 23, 2015

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