Classic and Contemporary Poetry
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. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...ALMANACH DU PRINTEMPS VIVAROIS by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE BRIDGE BUILDER by WILL ALLEN DROMGOOLE THE BLACKBIRD by ALFRED TENNYSON TOLEDO CAPTURED BY THE FRANKS by AL-ASSAL |
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