Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE WAKERS, by JOHN FREEMAN



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First Line: The joyous morning ran and kissed the grass
Last Line: And there was the old scolding of the birds.
Subject(s): Angels; Birds; Death; Heaven; Rebirth; Shadows; Sleep; Dead, The; Paradise


THE joyous morning ran and kissed the grass
And drew his fingers through her sleeping hair,
And cried, "Before thy flowers are well awake
Rise, and the lingering darkness from thee shake.

"Before the daisy and the sorrel buy
Their brightness back from that close-folding night,
Come, and the shadows from thy bosom shake,
Awake from thy thick sleep, awake, awake!"

Then the grass of that mounded meadow stirred
Above the Roman bones that may not stir
Though joyous morning whispered, shouted, sang:
The grass stirred as that happy music rang.

O, what a wondrous rustling everywhere!
The steady shadows shook and thinned and died
The shining grass flashed brightness back for brightness,
And sleep was gone, and there was heavenly lightness.

As if she had found wings, light as the wind,
The grass flew, bent with the wind, from east to west,
Chased by one wild gray cloud, and flashing all
Her dews for happiness to hear morning call. ...

But even as I stepped out the brightness dimmed,
I saw the fading edge of all delight.
The sober morning waked the drowsy herds,
And there was the old scolding of the birds.





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