Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROYAL POINCIANA, by A. LOCKE MAUREAU First Line: Moses' bush, when travellers wend their way Last Line: From dire corruption, as the scriptures say. Subject(s): Poincianas | ||||||||
Moses' Bush, when travellers wend their way Southward, where are your scarlet blossoms, pray? The heat has seared them, and a norther raped The tender green with which you once were draped. Then each pod jangles rough, ungainly, black, Like a Cossack's scabbard on his courser's back. But when it's May again and leaflets hide Your naked boughs, then flames your crimson pride Far Madagascar's tree of fire, you glow In reborn beauty, and to us you show How we shall rise again on Judgment Day From dire corruption, as the Scriptures say. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POINCIANA by STUART JOHN DYBEK THE BLIND GOD by ISAAC ROSENBERG A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 44 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN KILLED AT THE FORD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 38 by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 12. TO SIR FRANCIS HENRY DRAKE, BARONET by MARK AKENSIDE THE FUGITIVE by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA |
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