Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE COCK PHEASANT, by ROBERTA ROBERTSON First Line: Gold is the stubble Last Line: Where once it was gold. Subject(s): Life; Life Change Events; Pheasants | ||||||||
Gold is the stubble, Blood-red the buck vine, Proud struts the pheasant, His world is like wine. Flash in the sunlight, Young brilliance in air, Poised for a moment, Then hurtling down there ... Life, scintillating, Meets skill, trained and cold; Dark stains the stubble, Where once it was gold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THANKS FOR A GIFT OF PHEASANTS by WILLIAM COWPER FOR A GOLDEN PHEASANT by GENE BOARDMAN HOOVER PHEASANT IN PROFILE by GORDON LECLAIRE HUNTING PHEASANTS IN A CORNFIELD by ROBERT BLY CLOSING DISTANCES by PAUL MARTIN A MOTHER SPEAKS by ROBERTA ROBERTSON |
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