Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON THE PRAIRIE, by HERBERT BATES First Line: Bare, low, tawny hills Last Line: But when will the earth respond? Subject(s): Fields; Grass; Mountains; Prairies; Sunflowers; Pastures; Meadows; Leas; Hills; Downs (great Britain); Plains | ||||||||
BARE, low, tawny hills With bluer heights beyond, And the air is sweet with spring, But when will the earth respond? Prairie that rolls for leagues, Dusky and golden-pale, Like a stirless sea of waves, Unbroken by ship or sail. The hollows are dark with brush, And black with the wash of showers, And ragged with bleaching wreck Of the ranks of the tall sunflowers. No cloud in the blue, no stir Save the shrill of the wind in the grass, And the meadow-lark's note, and the call Of the wind-borne crows that pass. Bare, low, tawny hills, With bluer heights beyond, And the air is sweet with spring, But when will the earth respond? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LEFT-HANDED POEM by JAMES GALVIN NO COMPLAINTS; FOR ROBERT GRENIER by ANSELM HOLLO POINT OF ROCKS, TEXAS by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE PRAIRIE HOUSES by BARBARA GUEST AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE PRAIRIES by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT TO MAKE A PRAIRIE by EMILY DICKINSON THE PRAIRIE-GRASS DIVIDING by WALT WHITMAN SYMPHONY OF THE SOIL by EVA K. ANGLESBURG |
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