Here you will find the Poem A bunch of lilac and a storm of hail of poet Lesbia Harford
A bunch of lilac and a storm of hail On the same afternoon! Indeed I know Here in the South it always happens so, That lilac is companioned by the gale. I took some hailstones from the window sill And swallowed them in a communion feast. Their transitory joy is mine at least, The lilac's loveliness escapes me still. Mine are the storms of spring, but not the sweets.
