Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STREET MUSIC, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography First Line: O how the dance-tune trips it through the street Last Line: From a bleared woman, sick and old and sad! Subject(s): Life; Music & Musicians; Spring; Streets; Avenues | ||||||||
OHOW the dance-tune trips it through the street, Making steps rhythmic, blood the lustier beat! Throwing a thought of love and holiday Into the midst of Trade's most prosy way. Look yonder: it is but an aged crone Crouched in a corner, wrinkled and alone, Half-dazed, who feebly grinds an organ small, Craving scant pence and sun -- and that is all. As soon I'd think to hear a gargoyle sing, A death-mask speak a lyric word of spring, As yonder hag fill all the drowsy air With music making Life alert and fair. * * * * * * * * * Yet hark, again the strain, the waltz-tune glad, The sudden rapture, the abandon mad, From a bleared woman, sick and old and sad! | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...CHINATOWN BLUES by CLARENCE MAJOR KEEP DRIVING by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE DEEP IN EUROPE by TOMAS TRANSTROMER IN THE STREETS by LOUIS UNTERMEYER EVENING SONG ON OUR STREET by DAVID WAGONER ANGLOSAXON STREET by EARL (EARLE) BIRNEY SONNET: 24. THE STREET by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL A STEP AWAY FROM THEM by FRANK O'HARA (1926-1966) |
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