Here are crocuses, white, gold, grey! 'O dear me!' says Marjorie May; Flat as a platter the blackberry blows: 'O dear me!' says Madeleine Rose; The leaves are fallen, the swallows flown: 'O dear me!' says Humphrey John; Snow lies thick where all night it fell: 'O dear me!' says Emmanuel. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BRODSKY'S COLLECTED by MICHAEL S. HARPER CHARLOTTE CORDAY (REVOLUTIONARY TRIBUNAL, JULY 17, 1793) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PEOPLE'S SURROUNDINGS by MARIANNE MOORE OBERMANN ONCE MORE by MATTHEW ARNOLD YOUTH AND ART by ROBERT BROWNING DELIGHT IN DISORDER by ROBERT HERRICK THE WOLF AND THE DOG by JEAN DE LA FONTAINE |