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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BROOK: WINTER, by LAURA ABELL First Line: Tawny grasses climb the fields Last Line: That spring will come, ere many moons. Subject(s): Cold; Snow; Solitude; Winter; Loneliness | |||
Tawny grasses climb the fields; The red-brown sumac blossom wields Its lance-like shaft in watchful ranks; Bayberries lift their snowy fruit; Trees bare their beauty, standing mute; Dead goldenrod, full, feathery soft, Sways on sere stalks; and from aloft A crow cries lonesomely. The banks Along the brook are white with snow. To hear the brook one has to go Close to its side. A murmur low Is reassuring: through festoons Of decorative ice, it croons That spring will come, ere many moons. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES THE BROOK: AUTUMN by LAURA ABELL |
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