Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ART AND LIFE, by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON Poet's Biography First Line: When autumn comes, my orchard trees alone Last Line: While I, not less an-hungered, gaze and sing. Alternate Author Name(s): Duclaux, Madame Emile; Darmesteter, Mary; Robinson, A. Mary F. Subject(s): Art & Artists | ||||||||
WHEN autumn comes, my orchard trees alone, Shall bear no fruit to deck the reddening year -- When apple gatherers climb the branches sere Only on mine no harvest shall be grown. For when the pearly blossom first was blown, I filled my hands with delicate buds and dear, I dipped them in thine icy waters clear, O well of Art! and turned them all to stone. Therefore, when winter comes, I shall not eat Of mellow apples such as others prize: I shall go hungry in a magic spring! -- All round my head and bright before mine eyes The barren, strange, eternal blossoms meet, While I, not less an-hungered, gaze and sing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD AND THE NEW MASTERS by RANDALL JARRELL TO A YOUNG ARTIST by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS ART VS. TRADE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE POET VISITS THE MUSEUM OF FINE ARTS by MARY OLIVER ON PASSION AS A LITERARY TRADITION by JOHN CIARDI AN ORCHARD AT AVIGNON by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON |
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