Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOST WORLD, by JESSIE M. DOWLIN First Line: Throughout the thicket there are half-seen ruts Last Line: God grant worn souls your rediscovering! Subject(s): Sonnet (as Literary Form) | ||||||||
Throughout the thicket there are half-seen ruts Where oxcart wheels once grooved the forest loam, And here are basic walls whereon a home Stood cherished by ancestral butternuts; Along that knolltop, where a pine growth cuts The skyline with its dark and serrate dome, That late corn tasseled, and the buckwheat foam Was flung where now are transient mushroom huts. This clearing held content apart from greed, For willing earth gave rich return for toil; Man's care was for the fundamental thing -- He felt full blessed who gained but daily need. Oh, lost world sleeping in this fertile soil, God grant worn souls your rediscovering! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WAS THAT REALLY A SONNET? by ANSELM HOLLO RETICENT SONNET by ANNE CARSON SONNET: OF THREE GIRLS AND OF THEIR TALK by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO WHAT THE SONNET IS by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON ON A MAGAZINE SONNET by RUSSELL HILLARD LOINES THE HOUSE OF LIFE: THE SONNET (INTRODUCTION) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ADVENTURE WITH SKY by JESSIE M. DOWLIN |
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