Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FROST SONG, by MARJORIE LOWRY CHRISTIE PICKTHALL Poet's Biography First Line: Here where the bee slept and the orchis lifted Last Line: Kind winter flings her flowers and her stars. Subject(s): Winter | ||||||||
HERE where the bee slept and the orchis lifted Her honeying pipes of pearl, her velvet lip, Only the swart leaves of the oak lie drifted In sombre fellowship. Here where the flame-weed set the lands alight, Lies the bleak upland, webbed and crowned with white. Build high the logs, O love, and in thine eyes Let me believe the summer lingers late. We shall not miss her passive pageantries, We are not desolate, When on the sill, across the window bars, Kind winter flings her flowers and her stars. | 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 A CHILD'S SONG OF CHRISTMAS by MARJORIE LOWRY CHRISTIE PICKTHALL |
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