Classic and Contemporary Poetry
KITTY, by ARTHUR PETERSON Poet's Biography First Line: A little lake, whose waters lay Last Line: These verses, kitty? Subject(s): Love - Beginnings | ||||||||
A little lake, whose waters lay Amongst green lawns, and stately trees, Where sounded, on that August day, The thrush's liquid melodies. Slow drifted we about the isles, And talked and laughed -- it seemed so pleasant; Say, was it but the day's rare wiles, Or that your own fair self was present To charm me, Kitty? Willows around the rim did stand, Your hair caught in their dreaming branches; A tale came to me of that land Beyond the land of avalanches; A Tuscan tale, of princess bright Caught in a weird enchanter's toils, And helpless, till a wandering knight With sword and steed the wizard foils, And rescues Kitty. The fairy-land-like afternoon Grew paler with the breath of night; Cool-shadowed was the lakelet soon, Though on fair slopes still lay the light. Back glided toward the bank our boat, Forth stepped its nymph in summery white. Have you forgot those hours afloat, The lake, the lawns of which I write These verses, Kitty? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHY I MIGHT GO TO THE NEXT FOOTBALL GAME by DENIS JOHNSON THE POOL by ALEXANDER ANDERSON COZY APOLOGIA; FOR FRED by RITA DOVE YOU NOW HOLDING THIS BOOK IN HAND by ALICE NOTLEY FALLING IN LOVE IN SPAIN OR MEXICO by RON PADGETT WHEN LOVE WAS BORN by SARA TEASDALE A CLOUD FANCY by ARTHUR PETERSON |
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