Fay Slimm.

And Now


And Now.


And now the high heath

crimples its leaves

with furze and ling

to mix drying patches

with summer\'s brash glitter.


And now autumn seeds

drop in chill breezes

as purpling hills

furnish brown batches

of ferns for first kindlings.


And now hearth-fire needs

adorn cottage beams

hung to greet winter

in old drying fashion

for heat, all hands willing.


And now round hawed fields

life sees winter feed

once more fresh-ripened 

for next spring to yield

new offspring thru\' foresight.