Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COUNTING THE STARS, by JOHN GALSWORTHY Poet's Biography First Line: The cuckoo bird has long been dumb Last Line: And me beneath the apple bloom. Alternate Author Name(s): Sinjohn, John Subject(s): Stars | ||||||||
THE cuckoo bird has long been dumb, And owls instead and flitting jars Call out, call out for us to come, My Love and me, to count the stars; And into this wide orchard rove -- The whispering trees scarce give us room, They drop their petals on my Love And me beneath the apple bloom. And each pale petal is alive With dew of twilight from the sky, Where all the stars hang in their hive -- Such scores to count, my Love and I! The boughs below, the boughs above, We scatter, lest their twisted gloom Should stay the counting of my Love And me, beneath the apple bloom. And when the Mother Moon comes by And puts the little stars to bed, We count, my timid Love and I, The pretty apple stars instead; Until at last all lights remove, And dark sleep, dropping on the combe, Fastens the eyelids of my Love And me beneath the apple bloom. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EPIC STARS by ROBINSON JEFFERS HYMN TO THE STARS by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS CHRISTMAS TREE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS CLEMATIS MONTANA by MADELINE DEFREES THE UNCERTAINTY PRINCIPLE by JAMES GALVIN TO SEE THE STARS IN DAYLIGHT by JAMES GALVIN |
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