sweeps of fancy

"Gold leaves shiver
In this crack of time;
Yellow flickers
In the shrill clear sun;
Light pirouettes
In ballet dress,
While blue above
Leaps the sheer sky.

Gold leaves dangle
In the wind.
Gold threads snap.

In giddy whirls
And sweeps of fancy
Sunlit leaves plane down.
Lisping along the street
In dry and deathless dance
The leaves on slipshod feet
Advance.
Breathless,
Restless,
Gold leaves twirl,
Spiral,
Circle,
Curl.

Brief gold glitters
In the gutters;
Flares and flashes,
Husky rushes.

Brisk wind hushes
hushes
hushes.

And in that moment,
Silent, cold,
Across the lawn,
Dull pools of gold."

-The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, by Sylvia Plath