Down the Bayou (Poem) by Mary Ashley Townsend FULL Audio Book – Poems & Poetry – 12 Readings


Down the Bayou by Mary Ashley Townsend THE cypress swamp around me wraps its spell,
With hushing sounds in moss-hung branches there,
Like congregations rustling down to prayer, While Solitude, like some unsounded bell,
Hangs full of secrets that it cannot tell, And leafy litanies on the humid air
Intone themselves, and on the tree-trunks bare The scarlet lichen writes her rubrics well. The cypress-knees take on them marvellous
shapes Of pygmy nuns, gnomes, goblins, witches, fays,
The vigorous vine the withered gum-tree drapes, Across the oozy ground the rabbit plays,
The moccasin to jungle depths escapes,
And through the gloom the wild deer shyly gaze.

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