Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BUD, by A. HARRISON First Line: Out from the sodden, soft, and springtime mud Last Line: Of love come up and fumble in your throat? Subject(s): Sonnet (as Literary Form) | ||||||||
Out from the sodden, soft, and springtime mud After the warm and beating April rain, My hyacinth stood, sweet, white, without a stain, Clasped to its slim green stalk a tender bud. Child as I was, it hurt my heart; a flood Of love came for it. Dear, when I have lain With you, and out of agony and pain Have borne a child that is our flesh and blood, When you have seen him held against my side More pledge of love than poems that I wrote, Beneath that surging of triumphant pride That makes the heart to sing and head to float, I ask you.... darling ... dear ... will not a tide Of love come up and fumble in your throat? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WAS THAT REALLY A SONNET? by ANSELM HOLLO RETICENT SONNET by ANNE CARSON SONNET: OF THREE GIRLS AND OF THEIR TALK by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO WHAT THE SONNET IS by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON ON A MAGAZINE SONNET by RUSSELL HILLARD LOINES THE HOUSE OF LIFE: THE SONNET (INTRODUCTION) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |
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