Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PORTRAIT SONNETS: 1, by HENRY BELLAMANN Poet's Biography First Line: She was more like a tree upon a hill Last Line: By which we climbed to know a hill-top dream. Subject(s): Solitude; Trees; Loneliness | ||||||||
She was more like a tree upon a hill -- More like a sycamore than anything -- And was so much alone up there, that spring Or fall or summer she seemed quite to fill A place which otherwise had lacked the trill Of birds and grace of leafy gesturing. I think no one of us could know the sting Of high free winds could be so keen -- and kill. But all of us remember how the shade Crept sometimes down the slope and lingered there Among the trees that grew along the stream. We feel a lesser friendliness displayed Between us and the height -- we miss a stair By which we climbed to know a hill-top dream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES |
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