Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SUMMER AFTERNOON, by MAY HOWARD MCEACHERN First Line: The day, quite overcome with heat Last Line: To sprinkle them, she laughed aloud! Subject(s): Heat | ||||||||
The Day, quite overcome with heat, Weary with being on her feet, Threw herself down across the lake Fagged utterly -- too tired to make A swarm of drowsy, drony bees Lie down and nap with yawning breeze. She fell asleep immediately And so, of course, she failed to see The marsh-grass wading out knee-deep, The sentry-crane drop off to sleep, A palm, half-naked, kneel to view Her shapeless form in breathless blue, A loafer-lizard's stupored strength Bend low the leaf that bore its length. The Day stirred -- roused by sudden shove Of objects being moved, above! Could she have slept? In shocked surprise She dashed cold cloud-rags to her eyes! Refreshed, she shook the dream-drunk breeze, And bidding him rouse nodding trees, Looked down on limply-hanging stocks -- On multitudes of rough-dried phlox Dipping gay fingers in a cloud To sprinkle them, she laughed aloud! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PHILOSOPHY IN WARM WEATHER by JANE KENYON FRAGMENTS WRITTEN WHILE TRAVELING...A MIDWESTERN HEAT WAVE by JAMES GALVIN HOW PALESTINIANS KEEP WARM by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE DESERT PARABLE by ELEANOR WILNER HIGH NOON AT LOS ALAMOS by ELEANOR WILNER THE CHANGED WOMAN by LOUISE BOGAN |
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