Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RAIN-FRESH, by VERNONA CHALMERS First Line: It is eleven Last Line: He fears will drown. Subject(s): Rain | ||||||||
It is eleven; The rain is gone That came ere seven. The air is dank; The grass fat-green With rain it drank. A bird hops down To save a worm He fears will drown. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DISTANT RAINFALL by ROBINSON JEFFERS CHAMBER MUSIC: 32 by JAMES JOYCE HEAVY SUMMER RAIN by JANE KENYON CROWD CORRALLING by MARGARET AVISON THE RAIN-POOL by KARLE WILSON BAKER ON THE GREAT ATLANTIC RAINWAY by KENNETH KOCH HILL-WOMAN by VERNONA CHALMERS ONE OF THE LEAST OF THESE, MY LITTLE ONE' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |
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