Squall by Leonora Speyer

View this email on a browser Forward to a friend May 31, 2015   Squall   Leonora Speyer

The squall sweeps gray-winged across the obliterated hills, And the startled lake seems to run before it; From the wood comes a clamor of leaves, Tugging at the twigs, Pouring from the branches, And suddenly the birds are still.   Thunder crumples the sky, Lightning tears at it.   And now the rain! The rain—thudding—implacable— The wind, reveling in the confusion of great pines!   And a silver sifting of light, A coolness; A sense of summer anger passing, Of summer gentleness creeping nearer— Penitent, tearful, Forgiven!            This poem is in the public domain. About This Poem   “Squall” was published in Speyer’s book A Canopic Jar (E. P. Dutton & Company, 1921).   Leonora Speyer was born in Washington, D.C., in 1872. She won the Pulitzer Prize in 1927 for her collection Fiddler’s Farewell (Knopf, 1926). Speyer died in 1956. Most Recent Book by Speyer   A Canopic Jar (Hardpress Publishing, 2012) "Storm Ending" by Jean Toomer "Long Island Sound" by Emma Lazarus "Summer Night, Riverside" by Sara Teasdale Poem-a-Day   Launched during National Poetry Month in 2006, Poem-a-Day features new and previously unpublished poems by contemporary poets on weekdays and classic poems on weekends. Thanks for being a part of the Academy of American Poets community. To learn about other programs, including National Poetry Month, Poem in Your Pocket Day, the annual Poets Forum, and more, visit Poets.org.   You are receiving this e-mail because you elected to subscribe to our mailing list. If you would like to unsubscribe, please click here.   © Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038