Silence is heavy and somber in the grey woods,
The leaves of time drop stealthily one by one;
Dim twilight comes with a shadowy reaping hook
To gather the fading daylight and dead leaves.
Though no winds blow in the grey woods of my heart,
The leaves of time drop stealthily one by one;
A shadowy twilight falls over the shadowy woods—
My body is too frail for its great moods.
I am busy working to bring Alice Corbin's "Grey Woods" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
In the meantime, I invite you to explore the poem's themes, structure, and meaning. You can also check out the gallery for other musical arrangements or learn more about Alice Corbin's life and contributions to literature.
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