Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AND LOCUSTS BLOOM TOMORROW, by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL First Line: My heart is like an unused room Last Line: With bloom tomorrow! Subject(s): Locust Trees | ||||||||
My heart is like an unused room Hung with the heavy cobwebs of old sorrow. So much of spring is said, But still ... keep tryst with me When locusts bloom tomorrow! The red-bud flowered thinly Going her way to purple death; Dog-wood had bridal Withholding for fall her secret berries red -- That much of spring is said But still ... the locusts bloom tomorrow! The bee explores the bosom of the rose -- (How many wasted years God only knows, And the locusts bloom tomorrow.) Too much of spring is said -- And a heart could bloom Opening wide an unused room ... Oh, do not fail! Keep tryst With bloom tomorrow! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOCUST TREE IN FLOWER (SECOND VERSION) by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS LOCUST BLOOM by BERNICE LESBIA KENYON THE LOCUST TREE IN FLOWER (SECOND VERSION) by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE PESSIMIST by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX LOCUST TREE IN FLOWER (FIRST VERSION) by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS LOCUST TREE IN FLOWER (SECOND VERSION) by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS COURTYARD LOCUST TREE by ZHENG YUNDUAN AMBITION by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL GROWTH by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL |
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