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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DAWN, by NORBERT BRINKHAUS First Line: The mighty surge of dawn disports Last Line: Are his with eyes to see. Subject(s): Dawn; Sunrise | |||
The mighty surge of dawn disports A power all can feel; Carmine and grey festoon her courts The sun, a copper wheel! From out my hilltop rendezvous I view the fields refreshed Emerging from their jeweled dew In gossamer enmeshed. The beauty snared is my domain Though not owner-in-fee; The lazy river, rolling plain Are his with eyes to see. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THIS MORNING, GOD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR BURNING DAWN by HAYDEN CARRUTH DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IN THE GARDEN AT THE DAWN HOUR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS EARLY RISER by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE WORDS WHEN WE NEED THEM by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG A PHONECALL FROM FRANK O'HARA by ANNE WALDMAN A PROPER NEW BALLAD [ENTITLED THE FAIRIES' FAREWELL] by RICHARD CORBET |
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