Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MOWING, by ALBERT POTTER First Line: Mowing the snow in the meadow Last Line: As the bloom when the mowing began! Subject(s): Mowing And Mowers; Nature | ||||||||
Mowing the snow in the meadow Above on the wind-swept hill, Where guardian trees baffle the breeze That cannot enter at will, -- For the meadow lies safe within And the trees have enringed it from ill. Mowing the snow in the meadow, When June has kindled the bloom Of a million stems, that unfurl the gems In their starry crowns to the doom Of the ruthless machine, whose knives so keen Weave death like a rattling loom. For the snowy gleam of the daisies That dazzles me as I ride Shows gold and green 'neath their milky sheen, As they fall in a billowy tide; -- These, proud and white as they stand; Those yellow and dim that have died. And the dead encompass the quick, As ruin rolls on in a wave, While steadily tramp the steeds of fate That pity but cannot save -- Circling the crowded ranks of life While the blossoms wilt for the grave. And Time in his pitiless swath, With ever a narrowing span, As I cut the flowers, mows blossoming hours -- Efflorescence the dearest to man. O may they fall fertile and sweet As the bloom when the mowing began! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTERRUPTED MEDITATION by ROBERT HASS TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN LET US GATHER IN A FLOURISHING WAY by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA IN MICHAEL ROBINS?ÇÖS CLASS MINUS ONE by HICOK. BOB BREADTH. CIRCLE. DESERT. MONARCH. MONTH. WISDOM by JOHN HOLLANDER VARIATIONS: 16 by CONRAD AIKEN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN TUNK (A LECTURE ON MODERN EDUCATION) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A MONA LISA by ANGELINA WELD GRIMKE ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 4. TO THE HON. CHARLES TOWNSHEND, IN THE COUNTRY by MARK AKENSIDE |
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