Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOVEMBER, by EFFIE WALLER SMITH Poet's Biography First Line: Rainy november is here Last Line: Old and faded is the year. Subject(s): November; Rain | ||||||||
Rainy November is here, So melancholy and drear; Saddest month of all the year. Ceased is all the harvest din, For the crops are gathered in Barn and cellar, crib and bin. Shorter too the days have grown; The feathered songsters all have flown To a warmer, milder zone. In the woodland dells and on Hill-side, meadow, field and lawn, Flowers have withered, all, and gone. Naked too the trees appear, Meadow-land is brown and sere. Old and faded is the year. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DISTANT RAINFALL by ROBINSON JEFFERS CHAMBER MUSIC: 32 by JAMES JOYCE HEAVY SUMMER RAIN by JANE KENYON CROWD CORRALLING by MARGARET AVISON THE RAIN-POOL by KARLE WILSON BAKER ON THE GREAT ATLANTIC RAINWAY by KENNETH KOCH A GOOD-BYE by EFFIE WALLER SMITH |
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