When cherry trees are driven snow And starlings have begun to pair; When celandine and iris blow In gardens that were lately bare And thorns in lovely pallor stir The heart as might a dulcimer When dawn is like a fighting-cock And robins whistle up the sun; When berry pickers cry their stock Before the day is well begun ... A lover's faith is lightly sworn Beneath the delicate surge of thorn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE LEAVES by HAYDEN CARRUTH FLOWER GUIDANCE by ROBERT FROST AFTER VERLAINE by ANSELM HOLLO UTOPIA by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON WHEN I AM DEAD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |