Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN AUGUST, by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR Poet's Biography First Line: When august days are hot an' dry Last Line: And go ahead, and fish, and lie! Subject(s): August | ||||||||
WHEN August days are hot an' dry, When burning copper is the sky, I 'd rather fish than feast or fly In airy realms serene and high. I 'd take a suit not made for looks, Some easily digested books, Some flies, some lines, some bait, some hooks, Then would I seek the bays and brooks. I would eschew mine every task, In Nature's smiles my soul should bask, And I methinks no more could ask, Except -- perhaps -- one little flask. In case of accident, you know, Or should the wind come on to blow, Or I be chilled or capsized, so, A flask would be the only go. Then could I spend a happy time, -- A bit of sport, a bit of rhyme (A bit of lemon, or of lime, To make my bottle's contents prime). When August days are hot an' dry, I won't sit by an' sigh or die, I 'll get my bottle (on the sly) And go ahead, and fish, and lie! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MIDSUMMER LETTER by DONALD HALL LATE AUGUST by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY THE LAST DAY OF AUGUST by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE AUGUST MOONRISE by SARA TEASDALE MIDSUMMER NIGHT by SARA TEASDALE THE FRUITS OF THE SEASON by JAMES WRIGHT THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: AUGUST by EDMUND SPENSER A BANJO SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR |
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