text_original: ANNIVERSARIES Once more the windless days are here, Quiet of autumn, when the year Halts and looks backward and draws breath Before it plunges into death.
text_transcription: BY REHNKOTEZU ONCE MORE THE WINDLESS DAYS ARE HERE QUIET OF AUTUMN WHEN THE YEAR HALTS AND LOOKS BACKWARD AND DRAWS BREATH BEFORE IT PLUNGES INTO DEATH
phonemes: ˌænɪvˈɜːsɚɹiz wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ ðə wˈɪndləs dˈeɪz ɑːɹ hˈɪɹ, kwˈaɪət ʌv ˈɔːɾʌm, wˌɛn ðə jˈɪɹ hˈɔlts ænd lˈʊks bˈækwɚd ænd dɹˈɔːz bɹˈɛθ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ɪt plˈʌndʒᵻz ˌɪntʊ dˈɛθ.