Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A SCARECROW, OR MALKIN, LEFT LONG AFTER HARVEST, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography First Line: Poor malkin, why hast thou been left behind? Last Line: Stands, in the autumn of his life, alone. Subject(s): Scarecrows | ||||||||
Poor malkin, why hast thou been left behind? The wains long since have carted off the sheaves, And keen October, with his whistling wind, Snaps all the footstalks of the crisping leaves; Methinks thou art not wholly make-believe; Thy posture, hat, and coat, are human still; Could'st thou but push a hand from out thy sleeve! Or smile on me! but ah! thy face is nil! The stubbles darken round thee, lonely one! And man has left thee, all this dreary term, No mate beside thee - far from social joy; As some poor clerk survives his ruin'd firm, And, in a napless hat, without employ, Stands, in the autumn of his life, alone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GRANNY'S SCARECROW by ANNE STEVENSON THE SCARECROW by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE SCARECROW by ANDREW YOUNG (1885-1971) SCARECROW by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN LEDA AND THE SCARECROW by GARRETT OPPENHEIM THE SCARECROW by JOSEPH MARIE SOULARY MUSINGS ON THE WIG OF A SCARE-CROW by ROBERT SOUTHEY HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER |
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