I Heard a Willow Fall

摘要

The willow swept the roof as I lay in bed on winter nights and tried to think of something else besides the willow falling in the dark and crushing me in my sleep, which is what I also dreamed night after night, although I'd wake in time to escape its fall, then fall back to sleep, still worrying, however, that the tree might fall in a sudden squall or lose its grip on the shallow earth. Why worry? I thought.