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GENTLER JOYS, by RUTH FOSS BREWER First Line: I saw a span of oxen plodding down Last Line: We had not left behind the gentler joys. | ||||||||
I saw a span of oxen plodding down The shady streets of Clinton yesterday -- All unperturbed they went upon their way Despite the rush of cars that jammed the town. A siren shrieked -- a booted chauffeur swore -- A bread-truck jammed its brake -- a traffic-cop Upheld a massive fist for them to stop -- They turned to right and paused beside a store. I watched the farmer grope below the seat For lumpy bags of grain and nimbly jump Across the wheel, then pat the shaggy rump Of both before he ambled down the street And wondered if, with all our rush and noise We had not left behind the gentler joys. | Other Poems of Interest...VILLANELLE OF CHANGE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 3. THAILALND by KAREN SWENSON THE PURPLE COW by FRANK GELETT BURGESS SONNET TO LAKE LEMAN by GEORGE GORDON BYRON KU KLUX by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN WRITTEN IN NORTHAMPTON COUNTY ASYLUM by JOHN CLARE CAELICA: 100 by FULKE GREVILLE WHAT THE BULLET SANG by FRANCIS BRET HARTE |
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