Fragment: 'The Rude Wind Is Singing'
The rude wind is singing
The dirge of the music dead;
The cold worms are clinging
Where kisses were lately fed.
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The poem for November 22, 2025 is "Fragment: 'The Rude Wind Is Singing'" by Percy Bysshe Shelley.
The rude wind is singing
The dirge of the music dead;
The cold worms are clinging
Where kisses were lately fed.
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