“I’ll be Pavlov, you be the dog.”

Listen to this, and you’ll get a wonderful start of this new week:

Ask Me – the Poetry of William Stafford

The Little Girl by the Fence at School

Grass that was moving found all shades of brown,
moved them along, flowed autumn away
galloping southward where summer had gone.

And that was the morning someone’s heart stopped
and all became still. A girl said, “Forever?”
And the grass. “Yes. Forever.” While the sky–

The sky–the sky–the sky.

William Stafford 

2 Comments Add yours

  1. bluebrightly says:

    Or, being late, a wonderful end to the week. Thanks, Sigrun! I love it.

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