Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPECTRES OF SPRING, by MARK TURBYFILL First Line: The paling vine-leaf, savant of spring Last Line: To dream of spring. Subject(s): Spring | ||||||||
The paling vine-leaf, Savant of Spring, Clings to the dizzy crag, And waits and weakly moves In the remembering wind As the mind waits and sadly moves On the meagre edge of now. What derelict down, what nebula, What spectral shell Comes treading on the air To the mind's spiny tentacles To unsuspected lodgment there? A child's strange eyes, and crisp gold hair, Urgent, sweet mouth that clings: So soon, withal, a frightened faun, Troubled by the cause of things. A woman in Autumn -- Pale her life; but the foliage in flare: She takes a young man To dream of Spring. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD |
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