Classic and Contemporary Poetry
KNEE-DEEP IN JUNE, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tell you what I like the best Last Line: And obleeged to you at that! Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F. Subject(s): June; Nature | ||||||||
I. TELL you what I like the best -- 'Long about knee-deep in June, 'Bout the time strawberries melts On the vines -- some afternoon Like to jes' git out and rest, And not work at nothin' else! II. Orchard's where I' ruther be -- Needn't fence it in for me! Jes' the whole sky overhead And the whole airth underneath -- Sorto' so's a man kin breath Like he ort, and kindo' has Elbow-room to keerlessly Sprawl out len'thways on the grass, Where the shadows thick and soft As the kivvers on the bed Mother fixes in the loft Allus, when they's company! III. Jes' a sort o' lazein' there-- S' lazy, 'at you peek and peer Through the wavin' leaves above, Like a feller 'ats in love And don't know it, ner don't keer! Ever'thing you hear and see Got some sort o'interest -- Maybe find a bluebird's nest Tucked up there conveenently Fer the boys 'ats apt to be Up some other apple-tree! Watch the swallers skootin' past 'Bout as peert as you could ast; Er the Bobwhite raise and whiz Where some other's whistle is. IV. Ketch a shadder down below, And look up to find the crow; Er a hawk away up there, 'Pearantly froze in the air! -- Hear the old hen squawk, and squat Over every chick she's got, Sudden-like! -- And she knows where That-air hawk is, well as you! -- You jes' bet yer life she do! -- Eyes a-glittering like glass, Waitin' till he makes a pass! V. Pee-wees' singin', to express My opinion's second class, Yit you'll hear 'em more er less; Sapsucks gittin' down to biz, Weedin' out the lonesomeness; Mr. Bluejay, full o' sass, In them base-ball clothes o' his, Sportin' round the orchard jes' Like he owned the premises! Sun out in the fields kin sizz, But flat on your back, I guess, In the shade's where glory is! That's jes' what I'd like to do Stiddy for a year or two! VI. Plague! if they ain't sompin' in Work' at kindo' goes agin My convictions! -- 'long about Here in June expecially! -- Under some old apple tree, Jes' a-restin' through and through, I could git along without Nothin' else at all to do Only jes' a-wishin' you Was a-gittin' there like me, And June was eternity! VII. Lay out there and try to see Jes' how lazy you kin be!-- Tumble round and souse yer head In the clover-bloom, er pull Yer straw hat acrost yer eyes, And peek through it at the skies, Thinkin' of old chums 'ats dead, Maybe, smilin' back at you In betwixt the beautiful Clouds o' gold and white and blue! -- Month a man kin railly love -- June, you know, I'm talkin' of! VIII. March ain't never nothin' new! -- Aprile 's altogether too Brash fer me! and May -- I jes' 'Bominate its promises, -- Little hints o' sunshine and Green around the timber-land -- A few blossoms, and a few Chip-birds, and a sprout er two -- Drap asleep, and it turns in 'Fore daylight and snows agin! -- But when June comes -- Clear my throat With wild honey! Rench my hair In the dew! and hold my coat! Whoop out loud! and throw my hat! -- June wants me, and I'm to spare! Spread them shadders anywhere, I'll git down and waller there, And obleeged to you at that! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTERRUPTED MEDITATION by ROBERT HASS TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN LET US GATHER IN A FLOURISHING WAY by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA IN MICHAEL ROBINS?ÇÖS CLASS MINUS ONE by HICOK. BOB BREADTH. CIRCLE. DESERT. MONARCH. MONTH. WISDOM by JOHN HOLLANDER VARIATIONS: 16 by CONRAD AIKEN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN A BOY'S MOTHER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |
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