Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HOMING BEE, by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: You are belted with gold, little brotherb of mine Last Line: For others, your gold. Alternate Author Name(s): Tekahionwake Subject(s): Bees; Insects; Metaphor; Nature; Beekeeping; Bugs; Similes | ||||||||
YOU are belted with gold, little brother of mine, Yellow gold, like the sun That spills in the west, as a chalice of wine When feasting is done. You are gossamer-winged, little brother of mine, Tissue winged, like the mist That broods where the marshes melt into a line Of vapour sun-kissed. You are laden with sweets, little brother of mine, Flower sweets, like the touch Of hands we have longed for, of arms that entwine, Of lips that love much. You are better than I, little brother of mine, Than I, human-souled, For you bring from the blossoms and red summer shine, For others, your gold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVING YOU IN FLEMISH by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE CLOUDS OF MAGELLAN (APHORISMS OF MR. CANON ASPIRIN) by NORMAN DUBIE NOT WRITING POEMS ABOUT CHILDREN by CAROLYN KIZER MAROON BELLS by KENNETH REXROTH THINKING OF A RELATION BETWEEN THE IMAGES OF METHAPHORS by WALLACE STEVENS MY FATHER'S GARDEN by DAVID WAGONER AND AS IN ALICE by MARY JO BANG A RED, RED ROSE by ROBERT BURNS A CRY FROM AN INDIAN WIFE by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON |
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