Riddle Poem by Richard Wilbur

Riddle

Rating: 3.4


Where far in forest I am laid,
In a place ringed around by stones,
Look for no melancholy shade,
And have no thoughts of buried bones;
For I am bodiless and bright,
And fill this glade with sudden glow;
The leaves are washed in under-light;
Shade lies upon the boughs like snow.

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Christian Anderson 05 May 2007

A riddle poem that is both clever and beautiful. Add 'campfire' to the keywords.

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