Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HARVEST, by EVA GORE-BOOTH Poet's Biography First Line: Though the long seasons seem to separate Last Line: And all men's god in every human soul. Alternate Author Name(s): Selina Subject(s): Holidays; Religion; Thanksgiving; Theology | ||||||||
Though the long seasons seem to separate Sower and reaper or deeds dreamed and done, Yet when a man reaches the Ivory Gate Labor and life and seed and corn are one. Because thou art the doer and the deed, Because thou art the thinker and the thought, Because thou art the helper and the need, And the cold doubt that brings all things to naught; Therefore in every gracious form and shape The world's dear open secret thou shalt find, From the one beauty there is no escape Nor from the sunshine of the eternal mind. The patient laborer, with guesses dim, Follows this wisdom to its secret goal, He knows all deeds and dreams exist in him, And all men's God in every human soul. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES A LITHUANIAN ELEGY by ROBERT KELLY THE WAVES OF BREFFNY by EVA GORE-BOOTH |
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