Author Leonora Speyer Its hot voice sizzles from some cool tree Near-by; It seems to burn its way through the air Like a small, pointed flame of sound Sharpened on the ecstatic edge of sunbeams. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments