Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SONG OF THE SUMMER, by ANNIE MATHESON Poet's Biography First Line: Yes, I am here! I flower in all the trees Last Line: With promise burdened and with summer thrilled! Subject(s): Despair; Love; Passion | ||||||||
YES, I am here! I flower in all the trees, I touch your lips with soft and lavish air, I waft my fragrance on the passing breeze And my despair! And my despair; for, as I come, I go And whence I come you know, and whither, know; Lo, fruit must follow, ripe and round and fair. Oh, short-lived sweetness, brief as mortal bliss, A breath, a gloryshadow still behind! The artist's passion or the lover's kiss, That bless their kind! That bless their kind, though both on earth may meet Earth's loss and bitterness and long defeat, Till death give joy and vision to the blind. Yes, I am here, the Spirit of all bloom, The secret ecstasy of ends fulfilled, I, Summer, rushing on my chosen doom, For harvest willed. For harvest willed, and white with blossom now White? Rainbow-hued!trees, flowers, grasses bow, With promise burdened and with summer thrilled! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APPULDURCOMBE PARK by AMY LOWELL FIVE ACCOUNTS OF A MONOGAMOUS MAN by WILLIAM MEREDITH ON PASSION AS A LITERARY TRADITION by JOHN CIARDI LES GRANDES PASSIONS MANQUEES by IRVING FELDMAN |
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