Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RAIN MOOD, by W. FRANCIS POTTER First Line: Rain is beating upon my face Last Line: O come, and bring impassioned solitude! Subject(s): Earth; Rain; World | ||||||||
Rain is beating upon my face And I, defiantly -- Pretending not to care -- Rebuke it silently. Rain now stirring a solemn mood Of cloistered shadow-plays Within the veil of mute, Forgotten yesterdays. Rain now bringing great strength to earth And peace of reverence That needs not speak a word To stir benevolence. Rain, in stirring, beating, strengthening mood, -- O come, and bring impassioned solitude! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BROKEN BALANCE by ROBINSON JEFFERS SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS GEOMETAPHYSICS by MARGARET AVISON NIAGARA by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS SOPHISTICATION by CONRAD AIKEN I SEE CHILE IN MY REARVIEW MIRROR by AGHA SHAHID ALI WASHING OUR HANDS OF THE REST OF AMERICA by MARVIN BELL THE EARTH IS A LIVING THING by LUCILLE CLIFTON A SUMMER EVENING'S MEDITATION by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |
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