Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LEARNING TO PLAY, by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN Poet's Biography First Line: Upon a tall piano stool Last Line: "then I shall call it ""play." Subject(s): Musical Instruments; Pianos | ||||||||
UPON a tall piano stool I have to sit and play A stupid finger exercise For half an hour a day. They call it "playing," but to me It's not a bit of fun. I play when I am out of doors, Where I can jump and run. But Mother says the little birds Who sing so nicely now, Had first to learn, and practice too, All sitting on a bough. And maybe if I practice hard, Like them, I too, some day, Shall make the pretty music sound; Then I shall call it "play." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WELL, YOU NEEDN'T by WILLIAM MATTHEWS PIANO LESSONS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS MUSIC by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET VISITING SUNDAY: CONVENT NOVITIATE by MADELINE DEFREES SEVERAL MEASURES FOR THE LITTLE LOST by NORMAN DUBIE THE PLAYER PIANO by RANDALL JARRELL THE EBONY CHICKERING by DORIANNE LAUX SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JOSEPH DIXON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS A CHARM SAID UNDER AN OAK by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN |
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