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There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight

 There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight --
Whose forces Spheric wind
Until the Velvet product
Drop spicy to the ground --
A homelier maturing --
A process in the Bur --
That teeth of Frosts alone disclose
In far October Air.






Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry