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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MIDWINTER, by MARGARET E. BRUNER
First Line: My window looks upon a world grown gray
Last Line: Could peace not bloom, too, in the world once more?
Subject(s): Winter
First Line: My window looks upon a world grown gray
Last Line: Could peace not bloom, too, in the world once more?
Subject(s): Winter
My window looks upon a world grown gray,
Where grim trees seem like troubled men in prayer;
Smoke pours from chimneys, telling that the day
Is drear -- that piercing winds have chilled the air.
No songbird trills -- only the sparrows wait
Hunched in their feathers, for the proffered crumb;
It is as if some stern, relentless fate
Had gripped the earth and left it tired and numb.
Even the far-off whistling of a train
Sounds weary, dwindles to a ghostly wail;
Does all the world reflect war's gloomy strain,
Wondering what foes, what evils may assail?
But spring will come -- of this there is no doubt,
With blossoming bough. . . if mankind would implore
The powers that be to put war's curse to rout,
Could peace not bloom, too, in the world once more?
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