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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE ATTIC, by DONALD JUSTICE Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: There's a half hour toward dusk when flies Last Line: Numbed elbows propped on rotting sills Subject(s): Attics | |||
View Poem Text | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE ATTIC OF MY DREAMS by MARGE PIERCY OUR MOON'S AN ATTIC USED FOR STORAGE SPACE by DAWSON POWELL TO MY GOOD MASTER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY THE OLD ATTIC ROOM by EFFIE WALLER SMITH LOVE'S STRATAGEMS by DONALD JUSTICE THE SNOWFALL by DONALD JUSTICE FLUTE-PRIEST SONG FOR RAIN; CEREMONIAL AT THE SUN SPRING by AMY LOWELL |
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