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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER, by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN Poet's Biography
First Line: The flute, whence summer's dreamy fingertips
Last Line: Each bush with bloom, in snow commemorative.
Subject(s): Winter
First Line: The flute, whence summer's dreamy fingertips
Last Line: Each bush with bloom, in snow commemorative.
Subject(s): Winter
THE flute, whence Summer's dreamy fingertips
Drew music, -- ripening the pinched kernels in
The burly chestnut and the chinquapin,
Red-rounding-out the oval haws and hips, --
Now Winter crushes to his stormy lips,
And surly songs whistle around his chin;
Now the wild days and wilder nights begin
When, at the eaves, the crooked icicle drips.
Thy songs, O Summer, are not lost so soon!
Still dwells a memory in thy hollow flute,
Which unto Winter's masculine airs doth give
Thy own creative qualities of tune,
Through which we see each bough bend white with fruit,
Each bush with bloom, in snow commemorative.
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