I saw a handful of white stars, Blooming in a width of grass, I saw a cherry tree, snow-white, In woods as naked cold as glass. I saw a blue leaf zig-zag down -- The blue-bird with his russet throat! From out the sallow cane-break stole Another blue-bird's aching note. The blue, the white, I wrote them down To soothe my heart when spring was over. No need or help, alas, to write That blue-bird's "Lover, lover, lover!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG OF KAREN, THE DANCING CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD TO A DEAD LOVER by LOUISE BOGAN CALLING DREAMS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO J. D. H. (KILLED AT SURREY C. H., OCTOBER, 1866) by SIDNEY LANIER AQUATINT FRAMED IN GOLD by AMY LOWELL DISMAL MOMENT PASSING by CLARENCE MAJOR |