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End of Summer

Written by: Stanley Kunitz | Biography
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 An agitation of the air,
A perturbation of the light
Admonished me the unloved year
Would turn on its hinge that night.
I stood in the disenchanted field Amid the stubble and the stones Amaded, while a small worm lisped to me The song of my marrow-bones.
Blue poured into summer blue, A hawk broke from his cloudless tower, The roof of the silo blazed, and I knew That part of my life was forever over.
Already the iron door of the North Clangs open: birds,leaves,snows Order their populations forth, And a cruel wind blows.



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