The birch tree in winter
Leaning over the secret pool
Is Narcissus in love
With the slight white branches,
The slim trunk,
In the dark glass;
But,
Spring coming on,
Is afraid,
And scarfs the white limbs
In green.

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Poet: A.S.J. Tessimond
Poem: Birch Tree
Volume: The Walls of Glass
Year: Published/Written in 1934
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