Classic and Contemporary Poetry
KNOTTED OAKS, by CAROLINE PARKER SMITH First Line: How bare the knotted oak against the sky Last Line: For souls, like knotted oaks, must fight their way. Subject(s): Sonnet (as Literary Form) | ||||||||
How bare the knotted oak against the sky That towers above the falling field-stone wall Hundreds of years it took to grow so tall! And every autumn strident starlings fly Among its ancient boughs. Their piercing cry Scatters shrill echoes o'er the reddening fall Until this jargon surely must appal The bravest heart. Bleak winter time is nigh. Oak boughs, now etched on skies of slated gray, Are fretted by a cold November wind; And dry leaves whisper. Apprehensive mind Grows conscious of the outcome of each day (Since nature takes its toll of all mankind) For souls, like knotted oaks, must fight their way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WAS THAT REALLY A SONNET? by ANSELM HOLLO RETICENT SONNET by ANNE CARSON SONNET: OF THREE GIRLS AND OF THEIR TALK by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO WHAT THE SONNET IS by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON ON A MAGAZINE SONNET by RUSSELL HILLARD LOINES THE HOUSE OF LIFE: THE SONNET (INTRODUCTION) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI GRANTCHESTER by CAROLINE PARKER SMITH |
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