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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A POET ON MONDAY IN APRIL, by EDITH FOSTER First Line: I am glad today is april Last Line: O well -- a poet has to dream -- Subject(s): April | |||
I am glad today is April. At dawn there came to me the thought To gather roses drenched in morning dew -- My throat was tight with my imagined joy -- I had no garden, though -- At highest noon a wild canary sang and sang Its simple lay outside my open window, And I wanted -- O so much! -- to scatter crumbs As free as my gold-winged happiness; But when I turned, the bird was gone. And then this twilight late, as I was walking down the street, I saw a line of neatly laundered clothes Which brought to mind the beauty of a patterned life, With everything arranged in exacting simplicity -- O well -- a poet has to dream -- | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR CITY SPRING by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ESSAY ON STONE by HAYDEN CARRUTH APRIL NOT AN INVENTORY BUT A BLIZZARD by ALICE NOTLEY APRIL ONE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER APRIL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS MEMORY OF APRIL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS APRIL MORTALITY by LEONIE ADAMS TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH WAITER IN A CALIFORNIA VIETNAMESE RESTURANT by CLARENCE MAJOR |
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