Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE DESERTED GARDEN, by GRACE BROWN PUTNAM


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First Line: Where robins walked with mincing steps
Last Line: To robins in my face.
Subject(s): Birds; Gardens & Gardening; Nature; Robin Hood; Spring


Where robins walked with mincing steps
And cocked a knowing head
The autumn blooms are withered
And the summer flowers are dead.

The fruit they stole audaciously
Hangs dry on flaccid stem,
A tattered fringe of summer
On autumn's dusty hem.

Their saucy eyes no longer peer
In greed and mock affright
From thickets where my yellow plums
Reflect the golden light.

Their little bills, dyed crimson
In pilfered strawberry blood,
No longer point reproachful words
Addressed to "Robin Hood."

I walk unchallenged where of late
From hedge and leafy bower
With chatter shrill, they loud denied
My right to fruit or flower.

But somehow, I am lonesome;
I wish the rascals back,
To pillage and to plunder
To swagger and to sack!

And when the northern springtime
Returns with tardy grace
She'll read the warmest welcome
To robins in my face.





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