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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHITE BIRCHES, by MARY BRADLEY BRAMHALL
First Line: Against the upper darkness - the dark pines
Last Line: On this morning of silver rain.
Subject(s): Birch Trees; Fields; Pine Trees; Rain; Trees; Pastures; Meadows; Leas
First Line: Against the upper darkness - the dark pines
Last Line: On this morning of silver rain.
Subject(s): Birch Trees; Fields; Pine Trees; Rain; Trees; Pastures; Meadows; Leas
Against the upper darkness -- the dark pines,
Against the lower lightness -- the soft green
Of meadows newly rained upon --
Your whiteness stands out
With an unexpected loveliness
On this morning of silver rain.
Other Poems of Interest...
HUNTING PHEASANTS IN A CORNFIELD by ROBERT BLY
THREE KINDS OF PLEASURES by ROBERT BLY
QUESTION IN A FIELD by LOUISE BOGAN
THE LAST MOWING by ROBERT FROST
FIELD AND FOREST by RANDALL JARRELL
AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON
IN FIELDS OF SUMMER by GALWAY KINNELL
ON A VIRTUOUS YOUNG GENTLEWOMAN THAT DIED SUDDENLY by WILLIAM CARTWRIGHT