Below is the poem entitled AROUND MID-NOVEMBER which was written by poet
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Flaring high a herald flung its head,
Northward turned were splintered ends,
And pointed Westward turned ones,
Which were as hooks caught on a coat of blue
Top edged with a fringe of morning gold,
Brightly tipped near centering thoughts,
Half moon out in early cold
As I begin my walks.
Summer in the midst of Fall,
Warm frost clinging to my bones,