The Woods Entry
Read 'The Woods Entry' by 'Laurence Binyon' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
So old is the wood, so old,
Old as Fear.
Wrinkled roots; great stems; hushed leaves;
No sound near.
Shadows retreat into shadow,
Deepening, crossed.
Burning light singles a low leaf, a bough,
Far within, lost.
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