Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHOOPING CRANE, by LEW SARETT Poet's Biography First Line: Oh what a night it was for dreams Last Line: Never a feather stirred. Subject(s): Cranes (birds); Night; Bedtime | ||||||||
OH WHAT a night it was for dreams: The bayou placid after rain; The pensive moon, the silver gleams And among the reeds, a crane. Like a silver fountain fixed by frost, All night the stilted sleeping bird In frozen winter-sleep was lost; Never a feather stirred. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BREATH OF NIGHT by RANDALL JARRELL HOODED NIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP by ROBINSON JEFFERS WORKING OUTSIDE AT NIGHT by DENIS JOHNSON POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN COOL DARK ODE by DONALD JUSTICE POEM TO BE READ AT 3 A.M by DONALD JUSTICE ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN FOUR LITTLE FOXES by LEW SARETT |
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