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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CONEY ISLAND, by SARA TEASDALE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Why did you bring me here? Last Line: Come, let us go. Alternate Author Name(s): Filsinger, Ernest B., Mrs. Subject(s): Coney Island, New York City | |||
Why did you bring me here? The sand is white with snow, Over the wooden domes The winter sea-winds blow -- There is no shelter near, Come, let us go. With foam of icy lace The sea creeps up the sand, The wind is like a hand That strikes us in the face. Doors that June set a-swing Are bolted long ago; We try them uselessly -- Alas, there cannot be For us a second spring; Come, let us go. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SOCIAL CONSTRUCTIONS OF REALITY AT CONEY ISLAND: 2. A NEW WORLD by IRVING FELDMAN SOCIAL CONSTRUCTIONS OF REALITY AT CONEY ISLAND: 4. THE TOWER by IRVING FELDMAN CONEY ISLAND BY NIGHT by GUSTAV DAVIDSON THAT DEAR CONEY by CHESTER FIRKINS STILL LIFE: CONEY ISLAND & COUNTRY GYM by MICHAEL COFFEY REMEMBERING THE SIGNS by WILLIAM STANLEY MERWIN |
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