Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RED POPPIES, by OLIVE STODDARD First Line: My strong hands Last Line: To my bed! Subject(s): Poppies | ||||||||
My strong hands That once carried Steel and lead Now are soft hands Making poppies -- Paper poppies -- Red poppies -- Chained forever To my bed! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NINE BLACK POPPIES FOR CHAC by NORMAN DUBIE SAINTS' POPPIES by DAVID BAKER SEA POPPIES by HILDA DOOLITTLE POPPIES IN THE WHEAT by HELEN MARIA HUNT FISKE JACKSON POPPIES IN JULY by SYLVIA PLATH POPPY: FANTASTIC EXTRAVAGANCE by FRANCIS THOMPSON PARADE'S END by OLIVE STODDARD |
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