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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE EMBERS SPEAK, by THOMAS WALSH First Line: I was the acorn that fell Last Line: And the dying ember dims. Alternate Author Name(s): Gill, Roderick; Strange, Garrett Subject(s): Acorns; Trees | |||
I WAS the acorn that fell From the autumn bough In the warm earth to dwell; I grew to a branch somehow And I waved in the nightly storm And sheltered the kine When the hills were yellow and warm With the noon divine I too 'mid the sheathing moss Felt the axe's blow And fell with a thunderous loss Of the stars I know And the clouds that sift no more Through my shattered limbs, Save where the hearthstones roar And the dying ember dims. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROBLEM OF DESCRIBING TREES by ROBERT HASS THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MIDNIGHT EDEN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN REFLECTION OF THE WOOD by LEONIE ADAMS THE LIFE OF TREES by DORIANNE LAUX A BALLAD OF OLD POPE JOHN by THOMAS WALSH |
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