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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRACKS, by ISABEL NEILL Poet's Biography First Line: I once would scold when muddy tracks Last Line: Carved deep across my heart! | |||
I once would scold when muddy tracks Marred the sheen of polished floor Or at the crazy crumb trail, spread, About the rooms, from door to door. I'd fret about the grimy marks Of little hands on snowy walls, Or at the clues, on every hand, Of boys and dogs and balls. Immaculate, my house now shines, Strange silence broods in every part; But oh, those lonely little tracks, Carved deep across my heart! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOUNTAIN LOTUS by ISABEL NEILL THE DAY-DREAM: MORAL by ALFRED TENNYSON SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 3. THE WANDERING ONE by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS |
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