Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SONG-SPARROW, by PERCY MACKAYE Poet's Biography First Line: When june was cool and clover long Last Line: Still make a subterfuge of song! Alternate Author Name(s): Mackaye, Percy Wallace Variant Title(s): The Song Sparrow Subject(s): Birds; Gulls; Seagulls | ||||||||
WHEN June was cool and clover long And birds were glad in soul and body, I sat me down to make a song, And sweltered in my study: I swinked and sweat with weary art To tell how merry was my heart. With weary art and wordy choice I toiled, when sudden low and breezy I heard a little friendly voice Call: Simple, simple, so easy! I heard, yet sat apart in dole To sing how social was my soul. In vain! That artless voice went round In tiny echoes faint and teasy. I rose: "What toil then, have you found Simple, simple, so easy?" Dauntless, the bird, with dewy beak, Carolled again his cool critique. Nay, song it is a simple thing For hearts that seek no reason: Relentless bird, why should you sing Who are the happy season? Still why! The root of joy I seek, While laughter ripples from your beak. No wonder, then, the bard's pen creaks, The critic's drone grows wheezy, When joy the June bird never seeks Is simple, simple, so easy! While we, who find our art so long, Still make a subterfuge of song! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JUST AS MORNING TWILIGHT AND THE GULLS, GLOUCESTER, MAY 1966 by CHARLES OLSON A POEM BY GARNIE BRAXTON by JAMES WRIGHT GULLS by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS A GULL GOES UP by LEONIE ADAMS UNDER THE WHARF by IDA COLE BARTLATT THE SEAGULL by HERBERT BASHFORD A CHILD AT THE WICKET by PERCY MACKAYE |
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