Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOREST SONGS, by KATHERINE HUNTER COE First Line: No words could sing your beauty which belongs Last Line: When winter reigns with cold, bleak curtains drawn. Subject(s): Forests; Woods | ||||||||
No words could sing your beauty which belongs Outlined against the sky majestically. Within your forest glades a thousand songs Wing answering again in ecstasy, -- When spring returns in all its burgeonings; Full throated summer follows on the air, With deeper, sadder notes that autumn brings, And winter symphonies of trees stripped bare. For now discerning eyes must love you best Who sing, when ice has covered all your trees, Deep, minor music blending with the rest; Spring, summer, autumn's thrilling melodies Of music gather volume in the dawn, When winter reigns with cold, bleak curtains drawn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRINCESS WAKES IN THE WOOD by RANDALL JARRELL CHAMBER MUSIC: 20 by JAMES JOYCE ADVICE TO A FOREST by MAXWELL BODENHEIM A SOUTH CAROLINA FOREST by AMY LOWELL JOY IN THE WOODS by CLAUDE MCKAY IN BLACKWATER WOODS by MARY OLIVER THE PLACE I WANT TO GET BACK TO by MARY OLIVER SURGEON by KATHERINE HUNTER COE STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 1. SEATTLE by CLARENCE MAJOR |
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