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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
YOU LINGERING SPARSE LEAVES OF ME, by WALT WHITMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: You lingering sparse leaves of me on winter-nearing boughs Last Line: The faithfulest -- hardiest -- last. Subject(s): Environment; Trees; Environmental Protection; Ecology; Conservation | |||
You lingering sparse leaves of me on winter-nearing boughs, And I some well-shorn tree of field or orchard-row; You tokens diminute and lorn -- (not now the flush of May, or July clover-bloom -- no grain of August now;) You pallid banner-staves -- you pennants valueless -- you overstay'd of time, Yet my soul-dearest leaves confirming all the rest, The faithfulest -- hardiest -- last. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BLACK NIKES by HARRYETTE MULLEN ISLE OF MULL, SCOTLAND by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE SABBATH, 1985, VI by WENDELL BERRY |
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