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Your support makes all the difference.For copyright reasons we are not able to provide the full text of the poem on this database. Following are the details of the publication in which it appears.
May Swenson (1919-1989) was born in Logan, Utah. Her first collection Another Animal was published in 1954, nine further collections followed.
Throughout her life she was honoured with many fellowships and awards and held the position Poet-in-Residence at various universities. This poem appears in Nature: Poems Old and New published by Houghton Mifflin Company, Boston. Copyright c1994 by the Literary Estate of May Swenson. All this week, the Daily Poem will feature poetry on the theme of Autumn.
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