
The speaker sits alone through a night of wind and rustling white birches, absorbed in memory until dawn reaches the fields and a dull red line appears in the East. Time does not proceed for the speaker as it does in almanacs: during that single night, thought carries the speaker three years into the past and three years into the future. These swiftly passing years are symbolized and marked by a lock of white hair.
By Marie Van Vorst · First published 1908 · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Meditative Poetry, Elegiac Poetry · 125 words
I heard the wind in the trees / The stir of the leaves in the white birch tops / Then sat alone with my past till dawn / Crept over the edge of the leas / And a dull red line was drawn / In the East. There memory stops.
We do not follow our lives / As the almanacs run. I lived that night / Three years in the past and three to be. / As foam that the sea-wind drives / My thoughts sped on -- three years and three, / Marked by this lock of white.
Three Years! is listed on Textopian as a poem by Marie Van Vorst, dated 1908 CE.
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