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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SMALL POET INQUIRES, by FLORENCE CROW First Line: I do not know the organ notes Last Line: Shall I not play? | |||
I do not know the organ notes, Its stops and keys, And so I cannot thunder its Full harmonies. I cannot draw a cello bow Across its strings So that you catch your breath and say An angel sings. But if I own a little pipe -- A hollow reed -- And know a tune that's wild and thin Yet sweet indeed, Learned of the river and the wind One autumn day -- Learned maybe at the river's edge, Shall I not play? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COUNTRY AFTERNOON by FLORENCE CROW OLD MILL TEA-ROOM by FLORENCE CROW THE WILLING MISTRESS by APHRA BEHN THE CITY CHILD by ALFRED TENNYSON THE GRANDMOTHER'S APOLOGY by ALFRED TENNYSON THE OPTIMIST AND THE PESSIMIST; A DIALOGUE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE WILD GEESE by MICHAEL JOSEPH BARRY THE WANDERING JEW by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 2 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |
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