Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I COME SINGING, by JOSEPH AUSLANDER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I come singing the keen sweet smell of grass Last Line: Of the fierce green dark grinding the stars like steel. | ||||||||
I come singing the keen sweet smell of grass Cut after rain, And the cool ripple of drops that pass Over the grain, And the drenched light drifting across the plain. I come chanting the mad bloom of the fall. And the swallows Rallying in clans to the rapid call From the hollows, And the wet west wind swooping down on the swallows. I come shrilling the sharp white of December, The night like. quick steel Swung by a gust in its plunge through the pallid ember Of dusk, and the heel Of the fierce green dark grinding the stars like steel. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BLACKBIRD SUDDENLY by JOSEPH AUSLANDER CESAR FRANCK by JOSEPH AUSLANDER COMPANION OF QUIET by JOSEPH AUSLANDER CRYING, 'THALASSUS!' by JOSEPH AUSLANDER |
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