Gold leaves shiver
In this crack of time;
Yellow flickers
In the shrill clear sun;
Light skips and dances,
Pirouettes;
White blue above
Leaps the sheer sky.
Gold leaves dangle
In the wind
Gold threads snap.
In giddy whirls
And sweeps of fancy
Sunlit leaves plane down
Lisping along the street
In dry and deathless dance,
The leaves on slipshod feet
Advance and swirl
frisk
dip
spiral
circle
twirl.
Brief gold glitters
In the gutters;
Flares and flashes
Husky rushes;
Brisk wind hushes
hushes
hushes.
And in that moment, silent, cold
Across the lawn - dull pools of gold
- Sylvia Plath
