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    A Poem about Icicles

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    A Poem about Icicles

    Wednesday, January 30th, 2008

    Here’s a beautiful poem that you can share with a child in your life. It’s about icicles hanging from trees in the cold winter night. It was written by Elinor Wylie (1885 – 1928).

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    The icicles wreathing
    On trees in festoon
    Swing, swayed to our breathing:
    They’re made of the moon.

    She’s a pale, waxen taper;
    And these seem to drip
    Transparent as paper
    From the flame of her tip.

    Molten, smoking a little,
    Into crystal they pass;
    Falling, freezing, to brittle
    And delicate glass.

    Each a sharp-pointed flower,
    Each a brief stalactite
    Which hangs for an hour
    In the blue cave of night.

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