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THE BIRCHES

[RUPGING up to the hospital . My eyes must have been cast down, Or veiled perhaps, with thinking. | Whatever the reason, it is certain | I did not see the birches. But having found you in the tall bed, Your cheeks flagged with colour And your eyes focused on living, I went back into the afternoon And at once I saw them there. I had no: time To stand and stare, But these, but these ... I stood stock still, Nor could I tell Whether the birches Or whether I ; Sang soft hosannas

To the sky.

Elizabeth

Spencer

This article text was automatically generated and may include errors. View the full page to see article in its original form.I whakaputaina aunoatia ēnei kuputuhi tuhinga, e kitea ai pea ētahi hapa i roto. Tirohia te whārangi katoa kia kitea te āhuatanga taketake o te tuhinga.
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New Zealand Listener, Volume 35, Issue 891, 31 August 1956, Page 14

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Tapeke kupu
97

THE BIRCHES New Zealand Listener, Volume 35, Issue 891, 31 August 1956, Page 14

THE BIRCHES New Zealand Listener, Volume 35, Issue 891, 31 August 1956, Page 14

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