In the Loft by Dora Read Goodale In the hay-loft, dark and sweet, With the breath of new-mown hay There the lights and shadows fall Weird upon the seamed, scarred wall, And the dusky swallows soar High above the broken floor, Lightly poise on tiny feet, Quiver, dip, and dart away. Find Related Poems Pastoral Poems Farm Poems Country Poems
In the Loft by Dora Read Goodale In the hay-loft, dark and sweet, With the breath of new-mown hay There the lights and shadows fall Weird upon the seamed, scarred wall, And the dusky swallows soar High above the broken floor, Lightly poise on tiny feet, Quiver, dip, and dart away.