A Dull Spirit
| A Dull Spirit
written by William Henry Davies
|From "A Poet's Calendar", 1927||Link to further information|
I see the houses, but I swear
They're all alike this day;
I see no difference in the birds,
In sparrow, thrush or jay.
Cows, horses, sheep, and cats or dogs
Are all the same in look;
I see no change in bark or leaf,
From sycamore to oak.
The chaffinch, with his laughing song,
Is but a bird to me;
The cherry, in her summer snow,
Is nothing but a tree.
My wonder's gone, and my sick muse
Burns dead, without a flame;
And that's why different birds and trees,
And houses, look the same.
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