Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LAST CRICKET, by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When the bulb of the moon with white fire fills Last Line: And puts away his pipe -- and stops. Alternate Author Name(s): Hall, Galway Subject(s): Crickets | ||||||||
WHEN the bulb of the moon with white fire fills And dead leaves crackle under the feet, When men roll kegs to the cider mills And chestnuts roast on every street; When the night sky glows like a hollow shell Of lustered emerald and pearl, The kilted cricket knows too well His doom. His tiny bagpipes skirl. Quavering under the polished stars In stubble, thicket, and frosty copse The cricket blows a few choked bars, And puts away his pipe -- and stops. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG OF THE BUILDERS by MARY OLIVER POEMS TO A BROWN CRICKET by JAMES WRIGHT THE GRASSHOPPER AND THE CRICKET by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET by JOHN KEATS THE CRICKET by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN CRICKET ON THE HEARTH by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER JACK FROST AND THE CATY-DID by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD ANIMAL CRACKERS by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY |
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