Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JANUARY, by MARGARET COTTER FERGUSON First Line: A pale moon was watching 'jack frost' paint the trees Last Line: On the bosom of earth. Subject(s): January; Winter | ||||||||
A pale moon was watching "Jack Frost" paint the trees With a magical brush, While the leaves that had fallen were blown by the breeze In a terrible rush. A wee drop of dew turned to diamonds and jade, That a monarch might wear; A breath of south wind through the valley and glade Lent a song to the air. Old "Mother Earth" with a smile to the Fall Had said, "Can't you see -- The blossoms and trees, the flowers and all Will come back to me?" Even you, as life's pleasures drop off by degrees, Will hail a new birth, And will pillow your head -- like any of these, On the bosom of Earth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOOKING EAST IN THE WINTER by JOHN HOLLANDER WINTER DISTANCES by FANNY HOWE WINTER FORECAST by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN AT WINTER'S EDGE by JUDY JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE OUR CAMP; IN THE AUTUMN WOODS by ROBERT FROST |
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