Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HAMMOCK'S COMPLAINT, by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Who thinks how desolate and strange Last Line: Who wonders how the hammock feels? Alternate Author Name(s): Wilson, Robert, Mrs. Subject(s): Hammocks | ||||||||
Who thinks how desolate and strange To me must seem the autumn's change, When housed in attic or in chest, A lonely and unwilling guest, I lie through nights of bleak December, And think in silence, and remember. I think of hempen fields, where I Once played with insects floating by, And joyed alike in sun and rain, Unconscious of approaching pain. I dwell upon my later lot, Where, swung in some secluded spot Between two tried and trusted trees, All summer long I wooed the breeze. With song of bee and call of bird And lover's secrets overheard, And sight and scent of blooming flowers, To fill the happy sunlight's hours. When verdant fields grow bare and brown, When forest leaves come raining down, When frost had mated with the weather And all the birds go south together, When drying boats turn up their keels, Who wonders how the hammock feels? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DREAM OF INSPIRATION by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY AT UTTER LOAF by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY IN THE AFTERNOON by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY IN MY HAMMOCK by LAURA VANDIVIER LULLABY by KIM THERESA ADDONIZIO SOLITUDE by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX THE BEAUTIFUL LAND OF NOD by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX THE TWO GLASSES by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX |
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