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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DUSTY ANSWER, by EDITH JOHNSTON First Line: With sympathy I watched a pioneer Last Line: Bleak, utter desolation for the old. | |||
With sympathy I watched a pioneer View with an aching heart the prairie land; Now desolate of trees he planted here The beauty he had wrought with calloused hand Is gone; and only memories remain Of old trails shadowed with a leafy gold Lush acres and the deeply wooded lane -- His old house stands alone in wind and cold. Yet what are we but sum of all we love? Beauty and forms and dreams may fade and die, Be broken by the storms that sweep above Such places where our joy and laughter lie, One never knows in youth that life may hold Bleak, utter desolation for the old. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 31 by JAMES JOYCE THE BLACK RUNNER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON FLUTE-PRIEST SONG FOR RAIN; CEREMONIAL AT THE SUN SPRING by AMY LOWELL THE SEA GYPSY [OR GIPSY] by RICHARD HOVEY TO A CHAMELEON by MARIANNE MOORE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 86. LOST DAYS by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI SUNDAY MORNING by WALLACE STEVENS |
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