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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPRING'S NEBRASKA, by KAREN SWENSON Poet's Biography First Line: Spring's nebraska / is no eyelet damsel but a bawd Last Line: Prisms through the air. Subject(s): Nebraska; Spring | |||
Spring's Nebraska is no eyelet damsel but a bawd who snaps her garter high inside her kick. At her saloon you drink a wine that's ripe as hung meat with the stink of skunk and cow manure. Her fields are green as con men's emeralds where pheasants strut their bronze tails beside demure church-going hens and eye the sunset and narcissus red for red. Gunslinger-silent snakes thaw out their mosaic coils for rabbits chaste as their lily ears. Into these brazen acres like chamber music in a bawdy house songs of meadowlarks fall from the sky to drop rock crystal prisms through the air. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD |
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