Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A WORD FOR WINTER, by STEPHEN MOONEY First Line: Burn the tall brown bough Last Line: Glow as they perish. Subject(s): Winter | ||||||||
Burn the tall brown bough That lost its living leaf: Its foliage now of gold And sapphire flame is brief. We burn the brown wood now. On a mountain without name The root rots in the mould. Its only leaf is flame. Here by the wide stone arch Wait, and warm your fingers; Speak, while the light flame lingers And the brown boughs parch. Say to me what you will: Whatever you say I shall cherish, While the tall brown boughs of the hill Glow as they perish. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOOKING EAST IN THE WINTER by JOHN HOLLANDER WINTER DISTANCES by FANNY HOWE WINTER FORECAST by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN AT WINTER'S EDGE by JUDY JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE FROM AN AEROPLANE by STEPHEN MOONEY |
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