Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN EARLIEST SPRING, by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Tossing his mane of snows in wildest eddies and tangles Last Line: Leafless there by my door, trembled a sense of the rose. Alternate Author Name(s): Howells, W. D. Variant Title(s): Earliest Spring Subject(s): March (month) | ||||||||
TOSSING his mane of snows in wildest eddies and tangles, Lion-like, March cometh in, hoarse, with tempestuous breath, Through all the moaning chimneys, and thwart all the hollows and angles Round the shuddering house, threating of winter and death. But in my heart I feel the life of the wood and the meadow Thrilling the pulses that own kindred with fibres that lift Bud and blade to the sunward, within the inscrutable shadow, Deep in the oak's chill core, under the gathering drift. Nay, to earth's life in mine some prescience, or dream, or desire (How shall I name it aright?) comes for a moment and goes, -- Rapture of life ineffable, perfect -- as if in the brier, Leafless there by my door, trembled a sense of the rose. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...THE IDES OF MARCH by DAVID LEHMAN AND AGAIN, MARCH IS ALMOST HERE by JOHN ASHBERY MARCH: A BIRTHDAY POEM by JOHN UPDIKE MARCH by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: MARCH by EDMUND SPENSER TO MY SISTER by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH WRITTEN IN MARCH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH RETURN by KENNETH SLADE ALLING |
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