Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A CROW IN FEBRUARY, by CAROLINE M. LORD First Line: Where a hemlock tree depends its tented boughs Last Line: And thank him for that friendly raucous note. Subject(s): Birds; Crows; February; Hemlocks | ||||||||
Where a hemlock tree depends its tented boughs Then lifts them up to startle and arouse All brittle twigs and blow soft crystal dust On diamond crust, There is a cry, a rusty answering caw That disturbs the raw White silence. This one crow braves The murdering cold in hemlock naves And corridors of oak Where his bold reverberating croak Echoes not unkindly from his chosen nook And I look Where swaying boughs reveal His purple silkenness. Here I will deal To him a full gold ear of corn, Perhaps to leave him less forlorn, But more to honor beauty in his gleaming coat And thank him for that friendly raucous note. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHARADE: 6 by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL THE WIND IN THE HEMLOCK by SARA TEASDALE IN THE BATTELL HEMLOCKS by FREDERICK LEWIS PATTEE BONUS by ARCHIE RANDOLPH AMMONS A CURIOUS THING by CAROLINE M. LORD MARYLAND MUD by CAROLINE M. LORD REINFORCEMENTS by MARIANNE MOORE SONGS OF EXPERIENCE: INTRODUCTION by WILLIAM BLAKE |
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