Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEAD LOVE, by AMELIA WOODWARD TRUESDELL First Line: Of all that's cold in arctic skies Last Line: Nor dead as love that once had birth. Subject(s): Death; Love - Loss Of; Dead, The | ||||||||
Of all that's cold in Arctic skies, Of all that's dead in mother-earth, There's naught so cold as love that dies; Nor dead as love that once had birth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND 87 CASA GRANDE by AMELIA WOODWARD TRUESDELL |
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