Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WILD APPLES, by ABBIE HUSTON EVANS


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WILD APPLES, by                    
First Line: Bright in september, bright against the sky
Last Line: Are not for us to laugh at, o my heart!
Subject(s): Birds; Fruit


Bright in September, bright against the sky,
Bright against mountains, bright against the sea,
Oh, acid fruit and worthless! pass it by;
Oh, beautiful and worthless! let it be.

Yet the birds take these branches for a house,
Wild grape festoons them, binding tart with tart;
And to the end of time unshaken boughs
Are not for us to laugh at, O my heart:

Unshaken boughs, and fruit ungathered yearly
Save by the wind that brings its scattering down,
To bruise on rocks, smash open, juicing clearly,
And rot beneath the tree till it is brown.

Out in back pastures known to sheep and cows,
Blind foot-note to a page, they stand apart;
But to the ends of time unshaken boughs
Are not for us to laugh at, O my heart!





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