Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DISCOVERY, by MARY D. SPENCE First Line: Crowded city streets I trod Last Line: Breathes of immortality. Subject(s): Cities; God; Immortality; Streets; Urban Life; Avenues | ||||||||
Crowded city streets I trod, Prone I lay on verdant sod, Both things spoke to me of God. Only in cathedrals dim, Sitting straight and very prim, Have I thought one walked with Him. Now each lovely thing I see, Blossoming flower or budding tree, Breathes of immortality. | Other Poems of Interest...CHINATOWN BLUES by CLARENCE MAJOR KEEP DRIVING by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE DEEP IN EUROPE by TOMAS TRANSTROMER IN THE STREETS by LOUIS UNTERMEYER EVENING SONG ON OUR STREET by DAVID WAGONER ANGLOSAXON STREET by EARL (EARLE) BIRNEY SONNET: 24. THE STREET by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL A STEP AWAY FROM THEM by FRANK O'HARA (1926-1966) TO RICHARD R. WRIGHT - INSTRUCTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |
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