Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SUMMER SONATA, by RIVERS LODGE First Line: Oh, could we walk again, I wonder Last Line: When we came limping in at dawn? Subject(s): Summer | ||||||||
Oh, could we walk again, I wonder, Shoulder to heart, as we used to do, Watching shadows on a cement walk -- Sheer magic for us two -- Honeysuckle, with its pale perfume, Faintly unreal, and through the night, White, tender ghosts of roses loom, Nebulous masses in the light? Could we move again in summer's spell, Believe that loveliness lives on, Drinking deep of subtle rapture -- Or would you, unromantic, yawn, And I be conjuring the tale I'd tell, When we came limping in at dawn? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ADVANCE OF SUMMER by MARY KINZIE THE SUMMER IMAGE by LEONIE ADAMS CANOEBIAL BLISS by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY THE END OF SUMMER by HENRY MEADE BLAND THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD SONNET: 14. APPROACH OF SUMMER by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES JULY IN WASHINGTON by ROBERT LOWELL ODE TO THE END OF SUMMER by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY FOR THE SENSITIVE by RIVERS LODGE |
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