Bananas ripe and green, and ginger-root, Cocoa in pods and alligator pears, And tangerines and mangoes and grape fruit, Fit for the highest prize at parish fairs, Set in the window, bringing memories Of fruit-trees laden by low-singing rills, And dewy dawns, and mystical blue skies In benediction over nun-like hills. My eyes grew dim, and I could no more gaze; A wave of longing through my body swept, And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROCK ME TO SLEEP by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN ONE WAY OF LOVE by ROBERT BROWNING LEPANTO by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON APRIL'S LAMBS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES HUMPTY DUMPTY RECITATION [OR, SONG] by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON KATHLEEN O'MORE by GEORGE NUGENT REYNOLDS SONNET: 17 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |