ANT and shrew And marmot, going Safely there, The time of mowing Comes tomorrow. Meadow lark And banded snake, Then the dark Sky will fall -- What is green Above you now No more be seen. What is single Will divide. And as you run The other side Of all the world Will drop its blue As if it looked For none but you. Toad and cricket, Worm and mouse, You will find Another house That not a hand Was here to build. My own sky Has never spilled, Right and left, And shown a new one. Night and day Mine is the true one -- Would it were not, And could lie Thus to the sickle As I die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DARK MAN by NORA (CHESSON) HOPPER DESTINY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PICTURES ON ENAMEL by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE VOICE FROM GALILEE by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR WHO GOES THERE? by GRACE DUFFIE BOYLAN THE LAMENT OF THE OUTALISSI by THOMAS CAMPBELL PIPPA AND HER FLOWERS by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE LINES TO A BEAUTIFUL SPRING IN A VILLAGE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |