Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE EARTH MOTHER, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography First Line: The wise old mother lets man play a while Last Line: "welcome to love, and sleep, and holiday." Subject(s): Earth; Kisses; Love; Mothers; Seasons; Soul; World | ||||||||
THE wise old Mother lets man play a while -- Even as a child with toys -- about the earth, Ere she shall welcome back, with sweet, slow smile, The foolish one to whom her throes gave birth. Tug at his tether as he may, he knows, Deep in his heart, that she is always by; He feels her presence underneath the snows, And in the rain of autumn hears her sigh. The thrill of spring, and summer's tilth the same, Remind him of her breathing breast; the sea Is her unrest; and where the maples flame, She goes decked forth in mood of pleasantry. The more he strays, the longer battles grim With foes or friends, playing man's shifting role, The surelier doth there slow uprise in him The yearning to come back and ease his soul; -- To take her hands and look into her face And kiss her forehead, while he hears her say: "Welcome, my dear, to the old wonted place, Welcome to love, and sleep, and holiday." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BROKEN BALANCE by ROBINSON JEFFERS SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS GEOMETAPHYSICS by MARGARET AVISON NIAGARA by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS SOPHISTICATION by CONRAD AIKEN I SEE CHILE IN MY REARVIEW MIRROR by AGHA SHAHID ALI WASHING OUR HANDS OF THE REST OF AMERICA by MARVIN BELL THE EARTH IS A LIVING THING by LUCILLE CLIFTON BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |
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