Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPRING MORNING, by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT First Line: The day before the bluebird came Last Line: Out to eternity and back within one trill! Subject(s): Spring; Wellesley College | ||||||||
THE day before the bluebird came Was no more shrill in silences Than any day in mid-March is; No moment listened in a flame Of radiance for coming wings. But O, this morning how the maples take the sun! Hark! through the awe of close, unbudded things, Before the sparrow has begun, Comes the sweet hush! Sharp, blue wings in last year's bush, And then that first, wild, unforgotten ecstasy That cannot be Other than hearing, seeing, dreaming, feeling, Mysterious living to its fill, For all this little edge of earth goes reeling Out to eternity and back within one trill! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN TO A TRANSLATOR OF GREEK POETRY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS HERE ENTER NOT by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON ADOLESCENCE by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT |
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