Excerpt is the second verse of "Each in His own Tongue" by William Carruth.
A haze on the far horizon,
The infinite tender sky,
The ripe, rich tint of cornfields,
And the wild geese sailing high;
And all over upland and lowland
The charm of the goldenrod--
Some of us call it Autumn
And others call it God.
I like this poem, I think it's beautiful. I love how well it describes Autumn, my favorite season. I can visualize it very well, the beautiful attributes of Autumn. I think the author did a very good job on the poem.
I like how Carruth makes it for all for all people, so everyone can enjoy it, this beautiful well written poem.
Appositive phrases underlined.
A haze on the far horizon,
The infinite tender sky,
The ripe, rich tint of cornfields,
And the wild geese sailing high;
And all over upland and lowland
The charm of the goldenrod--
Some of us call it Autumn
And others call it God.
I like this poem, I think it's beautiful. I love how well it describes Autumn, my favorite season. I can visualize it very well, the beautiful attributes of Autumn. I think the author did a very good job on the poem.
I like how Carruth makes it for all for all people, so everyone can enjoy it, this beautiful well written poem.
Appositive phrases underlined.
Good appositives, Sabryna.
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