Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PINE BRANCH, by BERENICE BRIGHAM First Line: Drooped in darker green Last Line: That day -- you know -- the walk for three. Subject(s): Love; Pine Trees | ||||||||
Drooped in darker green, By needles, brushlike, grouped, Its story sewn in dreams, The stolen pine twig told To every needle on the branch. You took a stitch in love's romance; At gloam, pierced autumn's farewell sound, Staccato rain fell straight to freeze. Over hills, along the stream, Across the sward and under trees, Love was in our midst; Everywhere but in my heart. Only the lover knew -- For I was unaware of thee; Nurtured branch in burnished urn, Listening for the murmuring wind Heard, instead, I love but you, Drooped still more and softly sighed . . . That day -- you know -- the walk for three. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR OUR BETTER GRACES by JAMES GALVIN FIVE TREES by LOUIS UNTERMEYER AERIAL IN THE PINES by RALPH BURNS CHOOSING A MAST by IGNATIUS ROYSTON DUNNACHIE CAMPBELL THE PINES AND THE SEA by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH DICKENS IN CAMP by FRANCIS BRET HARTE ASPECTS OF THE PINES by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE SNOWING OF THE PINES' by THOMAS WENTWORTH HIGGINSON ULTIMA THULE: MY CATHEDRAL by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |
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