AS violets so be I recluse and sweet, Cheerful as daisies unaccounted rare, Still sunward-gazing from a lowly seat, Still sweetening wintry air. While half-awakened Spring lags incomplete, While lofty forest trees tower bleak and bare, Daisies and violets own remotest heat And bloom and make them fair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOON ON FORRESTER'S POND by HAYDEN CARRUTH WISDOM COMETH WITH THE YEARS by COUNTEE CULLEN MARIA CALLAS, THE WOMAN BEHIND THE LEGEND* by MADELINE DEFREES THE MERCY OF LAZARUS by STEPHEN DOBYNS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALONZO CHURCHILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |