Tuesday, November 1, 2011


"A tingling, misty marvel

Blew hither in the night,

And now the little peach-trees

Are clasped in frozen light.

Upon the apple-branches

An icy film is caught,

With trailing threads of gossamer

In pearly patterns wrought.

The autumn sun, in wonder,

Is gayly peering through

This silver-tissued network

Across the frosty blue.

The weather-vane is fire-tipped,

The honeysuckle shows

A dazzling icy splendor,

And crystal is the rose."

- Evaleen Stein, November Morning


joey said...

Happy November :)

Lona said...

Love the poem. The frosty leaves make such a pretty picture even if it does make me shiver.LOL!

catharine Howard said...

Lovely sugartickled leaves.