Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAST SPRING, by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY Poet's Biography First Line: This morning at the door Last Line: Of hope and spring! Subject(s): Birth; Gardens & Gardening; Spring; Child Birth; Midwifery | ||||||||
THIS morning at the door I heard the Spring. Quickly I set it wide And, welcoming, "Come in, sweet Spring," I cried, "The winter ash, long dried, Waits but your breath to rise On phantom wing." A brown leaf shivered by, A soulless thing My heart in quick dismay Forgot to sing Twisted and grim it lay, Kin to the ghost-ash gray, Dead, deadstrange herald this Of jocund Spring! I spurned it from the door. I longed that Spring Should come with song and glow And rush of wing, Not this, not this!But O Dead leaf, a year ago You were the dear first-born Of Hope and Spring! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHY I AM AFRAID OF TURNING THE PAGE by CATE MARVIN ACCIDENTS OF BIRTH by WILLIAM MEREDITH ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS CURRICULUM VITAE by LISEL MUELLER FOUND IN THE CABBAGE PATCH by LISEL MUELLER A CHRISTMAS CHILD by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY |
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