Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LUNCH IN TOWN, by MILDRED WHITNEY STILLMAN First Line: I like you better far in country places Last Line: I wish I had not come to town today. Subject(s): Lunch; New England | ||||||||
I like you better far in country places Where no hat hides the candor of your brow The daylight on your hair -- and fewer traces Of coquetry about your dress than now. Perhaps some spirit of your fathers' lingers, Along your green New England roadsides still, Comforts your quick heart there with quiet fingers, Lends ancient stone to steady your blown will. I'd gladly seek one turning and another Threading long miles through windy, beating rain To see those blue-eyed boys around their mother, To sit with you beside the fire again. But futile all this chat of book and play, I wish I had not come to town today. | Other Poems of Interest...MARSHALL WASHER by HAYDEN CARRUTH NEW ENGLAND, AUTUMN by NORMAN DUBIE NEW ENGLAND, SPRINGTIME by NORMAN DUBIE POPHAM OF THE NEW SONG: 5; FOR R.P. BLACKMUR by NORMAN DUBIE ADDRESS TO THE SCHOLARS OF NEW ENGLAND by JOHN CROWE RANSOM NEW ENGLAND by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE VANISHING RED by ROBERT FROST NEW ENGLAND by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |
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