Bananas ripe and green, and ginger-root, Cocoa in pods and alligator pears, And tangerines and mangoes and grape fruit, Fit for the highest prize at parish fairs, Set in the window, bringing memories Of fruit-trees laden by low-singing rills, And dewy dawns, and mystical blue skies In benediction over nun-like hills. My eyes grew dim, and I could no more gaze; A wave of longing through my body swept, And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINDFLOWER LEAF by CARL SANDBURG PARTED by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR AN APPEAL TO CATS IN THE BUSINESS OF LOVE; SONG by THOMAS FLATMAN ON THE DEATH OF RICHARD WEST by THOMAS GRAY THE ELF AND THE DORMOUSE by OLIVER BROOK HERFORD ON THE DEATH OF LITTLE MAHALA ASHCRAFT by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |