The Wind begun to knead the Grass -
As Women do a Dough -
He flung a Hand full at the Plain -
A Hand full at the Sky -
The Leaves unhooked themselves from Trees -
And started all abroad -
The Dust did scoop itself like Hands -
And throw away the Road -

The Wagons quickened on the Streets -
The Thunder gossiped low -
The lightning showed a Yellow Head -
And then a livid Toe -
The Birds put up the Bars to Nests -
The Cattle flung to Barns -
Then came one drop of Giant Rain -

And then, as if the Hands
That held the Damns - had parted hold -
The Waters Wrecked the Sky -
But overlooked my Father's House -
Just Quartering a Tree -
Emily '