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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE POETRY OF EARTH, by THOMAS WADE Poet's Biography
First Line: The poetry of earth is never dead
Last Line: Upon the sunny corn, radiantly visible!
First Line: The poetry of earth is never dead
Last Line: Upon the sunny corn, radiantly visible!
"THE Poetry of Earth is never dead,"
Even in the cluster'd haunts of plodding men.
Before a door in citied underground,
Lies a man-loving, faith-expression'd hound --
To pastoral hills forth tending us; to den
Of daring bandit; and to regions dread
Of mountain-snows, where others of its kind
Tend upon man's, as with a human mind.
A golden beetle on the dusty steps
Crawls, of a wayside-plying vehicle,
Where wending men swarm thick and gloomily:
We gaze; and see beneath the ripening sky
The harvest glisten; and that creature creeps
Upon the sunny corn, radiantly visible!
Other Poems of Interest...
BIRTH AND DEATH by THOMAS WADE
THE HALF-ASLEEP by THOMAS WADE
THE NET-BRAIDERS by THOMAS WADE
THE SERE OAK-LEAVES by THOMAS WADE
THE SWAN-AVIARY by THOMAS WADE
THE WINTER SHORE by THOMAS WADE