Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GARDEN WALK, by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT Poet's Biography First Line: You planted lilies and iris - both are here Last Line: Your music-freighted lips send from the tomb no word. Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening | ||||||||
You planted lilies and iris -- both are here. Your roses and your poppies come each year. Straighter than iris; Sweeter than roses red; Purer than lilies; Heart's blood poppies bled; Where do you tarry, dear? I thought I wanted an old garden walk Along which you and I could stroll and talk, -- A red brick walk with peonies on each side, Rose peonies, white, red and open wide. I have my walk and peonies, too. But where, dear soul, are you? The peonies multiply their buds and blooms. They fill with heavy fragrance all my rooms. But on the walk your step is never heard. Your music-freighted lips send from the tomb no word. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOVEMBER GARDEN: AN ELEGY by ANDREW HUDGINS AN ENGLISH GARDEN IN AUSTRIA (SEEN AFTER DER ROSENKAVALIER) by RANDALL JARRELL ACROSS THE BROWN RIVER by GALWAY KINNELL A DESERTED GARDEN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS NOT THE SWEET CICELY OF GERARDES HERBALL by MARGARET AVISON AN OLD GARDEN by HERBERT BASHFORD A CALL TO PRAYER by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT |
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