Poems ✍️
  15.11.2025
  27

Author: Walter de la Mare

Why?

Ever, ever
Stir and shiver
The reeds and rushes
By the river:
Ever, ever,
As if in dream,
The lone moon's silver
Sleeks the stream.
What old sorrow,
What lost love,
Moon, reeds, rushes,
Dream you of?


  Moon river Dream sorrow

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