Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, DOVE'S WEATHER, by KATHARINE TYNAN



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DOVE'S WEATHER, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: The day is a dove: she is preening an ashgrey feather
Last Line: Under her wings and her eyes, the colour of doves.
Alternate Author Name(s): Hinkson, Katharine Tynan
Subject(s): Day; Doves


THE day is a dove: she is preening an ash-grey feather:
The mountains have plumage of blue as wood-pigeons use.
Hark to the choir! the wood-pigeons moaning together
Make a soft music hid in the golds and the blues.

There's a flash of a rainbow on sea and woods: she is turning
In the pale sun her irised bosom and crest.
The dew-drenched grass is her mirror; the mist of the morning
Shot through with her burnished colours: the glint of her breast.

The day is a dove: her wings drop Peace as a raining,
Soft drift the orange and gold from the trees as she moves.
She broods o'er the world that rests at last uncomplaining,
Under her wings and her eyes, the colour of doves.





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