Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HARVEST, by ELINOR LENNEN First Line: Now comes the season of falling leaf Last Line: Plow the spring's field! Subject(s): Harvest | ||||||||
Now comes the season of falling leaf, Of falling tear, When hearts gather their harvest of grief From all the year. Poignant and bitter, marked by regret, Garner the grain. Winter shall winnow; then love may forget The increase of pain. Search out the least ravaged, scourge-bitten part From the sad yield. In soil watered when memories start, Plow the spring's field! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STORM AT HOPTIME by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE LAST MAN by ELEANOR WILNER THE HOCK-CART, OR HARVEST HOME by ROBERT HERRICK HARVEST SONG by LUDWIG HENRICH CHRISTOPH HOLTY HARVEST MOON: 1914 by JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY ANTIQUE HARVESTERS by JOHN CROWE RANSOM THE POTATO HARVEST by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS |
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