Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS LONELY ACRE, by BERT HENDERSON Last Line: And this lone acre shall return to dust. Subject(s): Fields; Pastures; Meadows; Leas | ||||||||
This lonely acre given me, O God, So hard I've tried to till these long, lean years. Day in, day out, I've worked the barren sod; Now all I have is loneliness and tears. I'm not complaining, God, but this bleak field Has mocked me since the day I first began To tread its lonely rows, and if the yield Is over small, remember me a man, And weak as man is weak. So long I've tried To wrest from this bleak earth an offering To honor Thee, but I have been denied And forced to bear a cross of sorrowing. But I shall plow until my shares are rust, And this lone acre shall return to dust. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNTING PHEASANTS IN A CORNFIELD by ROBERT BLY THREE KINDS OF PLEASURES by ROBERT BLY QUESTION IN A FIELD by LOUISE BOGAN THE LAST MOWING by ROBERT FROST FIELD AND FOREST by RANDALL JARRELL AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |
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