Rank fennel and broom
Grown wanly beside
The cottage and room
We once occupied,
But sold for the snows!

The dahoon berry weeps in blood,
I know,
Watched by the crow—
I’ve seen both grow
In those weird wastes of Dixie!

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on February 27, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.