Evening Waterfall

[Khandro]

What is the name you called me?--
And why did you go so soon?

The crows lift their caws on the wind,
And the wind changed and was lonely.

The warblers cry their sleepy-songs
Across the valley gloaming,
Across the cattle-horns of early stars.

Feathers and people in the crotch of a treetop
Throw an evening waterfall of sleepy-songs.

What is the name you called me?--
And why did you go so soon?


Carl Sandburg

[Togo]

Waterfall?

[brainiac]

Sorry, Khandro, but these poems you keep posting are not very good. 'The crotch of a treetop' - really?

[Khandro]

Braini.. In your case, Pearls before swine perhaps?