A Poem Amory Sent to Eleanor and Which He Called “Summer Storm”.
“Faint winds, and a song fading and leaves falling,
Faint winds, and far away a fading laughter …
And the rain and over the fields a voice calling …
Our gray blown cloud scurries and lifts above,
Slides on the sun and flutters there to waft her
Sisters on. The shadow of a dove
Falls on the cote, the trees are filled with wings;
And down the valley through the crying trees
The body of the darker storm flies; brings
With its new air the breath of sunken seas
And slender tenuous thunder …
But I wait …
Wait for the mists and for the blacker rain—
Heavier winds that stir the veil of fate,
Happier winds that pile her hair;
Again
They tear me, teach me, strew the heavy air
Upon me, winds that I know, and storm.
Th
