I shall stay home and build my fire, tonight -- And let the March wind cry; Yesterday a robin came And spring was in the sky; Yesterday, the pussy willow Blushed with new delight -- I shall watch and build a fire, for them, tonight! I shall stay home and let my fire-smoke swing Against the wind's mad roar; I could hear a bird cry tossed Against my shuttered door; Light will warm my willow blossoms Where they blindly cling; I shall build a refuge here -- for captive spring! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BIRCH STREAM by ANNA BOYNTON AVERILL THE RIDDLERS by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ODES III, 29 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS THE HOLLYHOCKS by CRAVEN LANGSTROTH BETTS ECHOES OF SPRING: 6 by MATHILDE BLIND ROSAMUND GRIEF by GORDON BOTTOMLEY THE EPSOM DUEL, 1689 by THOMAS (TOM) BROWN THE POET AND THE BIRD; A FABLE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |