Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EVENING PASTIMES, by ALICE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Sitting by my fire alone Last Line: I shall wear that garment yet. Subject(s): Solitude; Aging; Poetry & Poets; Love | ||||||||
SITTING by my fire alone, When the winds are rough and cold, And I feel myself grow old Thinking of the summers flown, I have many a harmless art To beguile the tedious time: Sometimes reading some old rhyme I already know by heart; Sometimes singing over words Which in youth's dear day gone by Sounded sweet, so sweet that I Had no praises for the birds. Then, from off its secret shelf I from dust and moth remove The old garment of my love, In the which I wrap myself. And a little while am vain; But its rose hue will not bear The sad light of faded hair; So I fold it up again, More in patience than regret Not a leaf the forest through But is sung and whispered to. I shall wear that garment yet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A SPINSTER'S STINT by ALICE CARY |
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