Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EARTH'S LYRIC, by RICHARD HOVEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: April. You hearken, my fellow Last Line: One touch sets a-wing. Subject(s): April | ||||||||
APRIL. You hearken, my fellow, Old slumberer down in my heart? There 's a whooping of ice in the rivers; The sap feels a start. The snow-melted torrents are brawling; The hills, orange-misted and blue, Are touched with the voice of the rainbird Unsullied and new. The houses of frost are deserted, Their slumber is broken and done, And empty and pale are the portals Awaiting the sun. The bands of Arcturus are slackened; Orion goes forth from his place On the slopes of the night, leading homeward His hound from the chase. The Pleiades weary and follow The dance of the ghostly dawn; The revel of silence is over; Earth's lyric comes on. A golden flute in the cedars, A silver pipe in the swales, And the slow large life of the forest Wells back and prevails. A breath of the woodland spirit Has blown out the bubble of spring To this tenuous hyaline glory One touch sets a-wing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR CITY SPRING by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ESSAY ON STONE by HAYDEN CARRUTH APRIL NOT AN INVENTORY BUT A BLIZZARD by ALICE NOTLEY APRIL ONE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER APRIL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS MEMORY OF APRIL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS APRIL MORTALITY by LEONIE ADAMS |
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