Out in the Garden

Katherine Mansfield

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Out in the garden,
Out in the windy, swinging dark,
Under the trees and over the flower-beds,
Over the grass and under the hedge border,
Someone is sweeping, sweeping,
Some old gardener.
Out in the windy, swinging dark,
Someone is secretly putting in order,
Someone is creeping, creeping.

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  • cathernbisson4

    Just read a poem by Katherine Mansfield about some old Gardner sweeping in the dark. Not to thrilled about it though. The "creeping, creeping" bit felt kinda weird. Idk, maybe just not my thing.