Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER GRIEF, by RUTH EVELYN REID First Line: The day is heavy. The heart Last Line: Remain, although you die! Subject(s): Winter | ||||||||
The day is heavy. The heart . . . Come, come, my weary mind, Are not the snows this year Like gems by God designed? The day is heavy. The heart . . . Push back your restless thought; Work progresses strangely well, Why need my soul be wrought? The day is heavy. The heart . . . Why think of ashes dry? The tasks -- the gemlike snows Remain, although you die! | 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 |
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