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The house is quiet after she has gone.
What summer tempests beat around my ears
are silent. Red leaves fall. In autumn sun
the house is quiet after she has gone.
Through peaceful rooms small desolations run
and loneliness comes creeping down the stairs.
The house is quiet after she has gone
What summer tempests beat around my ears!
Elvira Banfill lived in Bernard. Her husband, Elwood Banfill, generously permitted the BDN to reprint this poem from her collection “Starlight” published by Sea Urchin Press in 1996.
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