LONG had the seed been waiting in the earth, Deep underground, far from the blessed light, That heaven's flaming orb, though out of sight, Might by his power awake to gradual birth A manifold new life of fuller worth, More vital being. Long had radiant might, That scarce was felt, yet ceased not day nor night, Drawn upward out of passiveness and dearth Of joyous influence, what the steadfast root Had won in patience. After blade and bloom Had come the full ears' slowly reddening gold. The time of darkness had not failed of fruit, For now the ripe corn has fulfilled its doom, And grown and multiplied a hundredfold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COLORS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET PORTRAIT OF A BABY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET INEVITABLY (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MA LADY'S LIPS AM LIKE DE HONEY (NEGRO LOVE SONG) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EDITH CONANT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JOHN CABANIS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS A LETTER ON THE USE OF MACHINE GUNS AT WEDDINGS by KENNETH PATCHEN |