Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FOR MY FIREPLACE, by HARRY NOYES PRATT


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FOR MY FIREPLACE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Pine bough, pine bark
Last Line: Listening through the year.
Subject(s): Fireplaces


Pine bough, pine bark,
Cone and yellow wood,
Drenched with forest fragrances
Found in solitude;
Filled with summer breezes,
Song of bird and bee:
As you burn upon my hearth
Give them back to me.

Give me thunder of the surf
Sounding on your shore;
Give me whisper of the fog --
Give me these, and more:
Drip of rain from off your boughs;
Gold of summer sun;
Give me peace of summer dusk
When the day is done.

Pine bough, pine bark,
Yellow wood and cone,
Send your tongues of tangled flame
High against my stone.
Let me listen as I dream,
Knowing that I hear
All the sounds the pine has heard
Listening through the year.





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