Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE STUBBLE FIELD, by ETHEL GREEN RUSSELL First Line: The land lies silent to the west Last Line: Giant toad-stools in the sun. Subject(s): Fields; Pastures; Meadows; Leas | ||||||||
The land lies silent to the west Beneath a lightly fallen snow That spreads to the horizon's crest: Like gilded beads, the stubble show. This year no drouth -- nor want within: The supper bell calls loud the meal, The barn is bulging, every bin, As autumn's sun sets cold as steel. The sheaves of wheat have lost their grain. Like sand dunes now their piles of straw Are stacked along the pasture's lane Where last year's heifers browse and gnaw, Leaving, when winter's cold is done, Giant toad-stools in the sun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNTING PHEASANTS IN A CORNFIELD by ROBERT BLY THREE KINDS OF PLEASURES by ROBERT BLY QUESTION IN A FIELD by LOUISE BOGAN THE LAST MOWING by ROBERT FROST FIELD AND FOREST by RANDALL JARRELL AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |
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