Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LATE SPRING, by SALLY WOOD RAUSHENBUSH First Line: I have not seen the spring this year Last Line: Young spring lies dead. Subject(s): Spring; Wellesley College | ||||||||
I HAVE not seen the Spring this year Run like a flame along the hill: Only the winds move, slow as fear; The small, bright birds are still. Perhaps the Spring has loosed her hand, Let fall mayflowers and jonquils after, -- Scorning to fling her buds among Such as have not a song, Scorning to give, as other years, Her daffodils for tears, And bitterly in that gray land Weeps her lost laughter. Perhaps -- a sword in her white side And withered violets on her head -- For all the lovers who have died Young Spring lies dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN TO A TRANSLATOR OF GREEK POETRY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS HERE ENTER NOT by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON CORIDON'S SONG (IN ISAAK WALTON'S 'COMPLEAT ANGLER') by JOHN CHALKHILL |
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