Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPRING SONG, by PEARL HOGREFE First Line: At dawn I sniff a crisp but friendly air Last Line: Until its eyes are dying in dusky night. Subject(s): Spring | ||||||||
At dawn I sniff a crisp but friendly air. By noon the earth is breathing mellow warmth For swelling buds. In work outside at evening, Raking soggy leaves, I find earthworms And wriggle with them in gentle, mindless motion. Kindling a fire, I lift old roots that leaves May catch the flame. A pungent smoke is blending With frosty air and moisture of waking mould. Again I know old happiness of earth Beyond all reason. Sleepy songs of birds Are dying away to a single note -- and silence. Leafless poplars, turning warm, rich brown, Rise sharp against the mellow glow of sky. One star appears. I linger, stir the fire To flame, and breathe again its fragrant smoke -- Until its eyes are dying in dusky night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD |
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