But yestereve the winter trees
Reared leafless, blackly bare,
Their twigs and branches poignant-marked
Upon the sunset-flare.
White-petaled, opens now the dawn,
And in its pallid glow,
Revealed, each leaf-lorn, barren tree
Stands white with flowers of snow.
Clark Ashton Smith
from The Star-Treader, and other poems, 1912
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada and the United States]
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