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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AFTER THE HURRICANE, by HENRY DUNCAN CHISHOLM
First Line: The pines that rimmed our world, massed high upon
Last Line: New hills, and low and bright another star.
Subject(s): Hurricanes; Pine Trees; Sun; Trees
First Line: The pines that rimmed our world, massed high upon
Last Line: New hills, and low and bright another star.
Subject(s): Hurricanes; Pine Trees; Sun; Trees
The pines that rimmed our world, massed high upon
The sunrise hill, dark patterned on the dawn,
Are now a ragged fringe along the blue,
But we have compensation for them too:
More neighbor lights that gleam across the snow,
A silver ribbon stream we did not know,
A far blue lake that shines across our day
Long hidden by the pines that are away.
Our sun is earlier up and later set
Behind our valley cup, and now we get
More gold before the night, and blue and far
New hills, and low and bright another star.
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