Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FIELD OF MAIZE, by HALCYONE G. MORGAREIDGE First Line: Here fifty thousand crests of gold are borne Last Line: And there can be no bread save bread of sorrow. Subject(s): Corn | ||||||||
Here fifty thousand crests of gold are borne In loveliness on fifty thousand stalks. Beauty and bread commingle in this corn Changefully stirring in the breeze that talks Among the leaves. Weep then that these must fall, That ruthless knives will lop each precious head. The many-bladed monster swallows all, And beauty dies, a sacrifice to bread. Oh, there are fields -- and shall there be again? -- Where hatred mows a dearer grain than corn, Where war, the demon reaper, harvests men, And hope is murdered, not to be reborn. There beauty dies, will die again tomorrow, And there can be no bread save bread of sorrow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VEGETABLES by JAMES MCMICHAEL THE MAIZE by WILLIAM WHITEMAN FOSDICK THE WAVING OF THE CORN by SIDNEY LANIER LAUGHING CORN by CARL SANDBURG THE HUSKERS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER TRANSIENT AS SUNSET by HALCYONE G. MORGAREIDGE REMEMBERED WOMEN by CARL SANDBURG ON THE EXPECTED GENERAL RISING OF THE FRENCH NATION IN 1792 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |
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