Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO JANE, by JOHN COULTER First Line: Against a sloping wood it stands Last Line: Is this the house our dead love built? Subject(s): Forests; Houses; Wind; Woods | ||||||||
Against a sloping wood it stands, A tiny house, half-hidden there. The crows fly round in shadowy bands; The grey field-mice run everywhere. Dead ivy's festooned from the eaves. There's grey moss on the shingle-roof. The wind against the shutter grieves. The evening sunlight hangs aloof. The lock is frozen fast with rust, But through the windows I can see The cracked walls, bare and thick with dust, And some dark fluid, that crazily Across the sunken floor is spilt . . . Is this the house our dead love built? | 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 |
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