Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWELVE MONTHS IN A ROW, by ANNETTE WYNNE Last Line: Take them, love them, let them go Subject(s): Conduct Of Life; Time | ||||||||
TWELVE months in a row, Use them well and let them go; Welcome them without a fear, Let them go without a tear ''" Twelve months in a year; Greet the passing miracle, Spring and summer beautiful. Autumn, winter, gliding on. Glorious seasons quickly gone ''" God's treasures in a row. Take them, love them, let them go! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS by ANNETTE WYNNE |
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