Through the dawn-swept orchard The plaintive cooing of a mourning dove Echoed through the summer stillness And pierced my heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AWAKENING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ECHO AND THE FERRY by JEAN INGELOW EPITAPH (ON A COMMONPLACE PERSON WHO DIED IN BED) by AMY LEVY SINCERE FLATTERY OF R.B. by JAMES KENNETH STEPHEN TO THE SAME PURPOSE by THOMAS TRAHERNE THE EAGLE OF SONG by BACCHYLIDES |