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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER RAIN, by EVA BERRY HARRIS
First Line: The day is gray and chill and bleak
Last Line: Still leaden gloom and whistling rain!
Subject(s): Rain; Tears; Water
First Line: The day is gray and chill and bleak
Last Line: Still leaden gloom and whistling rain!
Subject(s): Rain; Tears; Water
The day is gray and chill and bleak,
The sombre winter rain falls cold
In many a sad and slanting streak.
Forlorn, dejected, unconsoled,
A lonely sparrow sits and grieves
Beneath the drab and dripping eaves.
Exposed to wind and cold and rain,
A lank, wet cat pursues its way
In search of food, for it would fain
Brave snarling wind and blinding spray,
And, shivering in the stinging blast,
Enjoys at last a scant repast.
The trees are gaunt and stark and grim,
As steadily the icy streams
Pour down the whole day long; no limb
Will yield to lashing wind, which screams
Above the dull and dismal sound
Of plopping rain upon the ground.
Unheated rooms, through frosted glass,
See glacial fingers of the rain
Tear at the panes as if, alas,
It longer cannot bear the pain
Of fiendish wind that cuts and whips,
Then stoops to kiss its gelid lips.
A lone pedestrian, homeward bound,
Scans sullen skies for sign of change;
But all above, below, around,
Gives naught of promise to his range ...
And, though the day begins to wane,
Still leaden gloom and whistling rain!
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