Ocupation: Poet
Life: December 4, 1875 - December 29, 1926
Birthday: December 4
Death: December 29
But suppose the endlessly dead were to wake in us some emblem: they might point to the catkins hanging from the empty hazel trees, or direct us to the rain descending on black earth in early spring. --- And we, who always think of happiness rising, would feel the emotion that almost baffles us when a happy thing falls.
topic: Spring, Rain, Fall, Descending, Early Spring, Happy Things