Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, CHANGE, by HELEN FIELD WATSON


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CHANGE, by                    
First Line: An hour ago the sky was closed with gray
Last Line: Keeps adding joy to my unstinted bowl?
Subject(s): Spring


An hour ago the sky was closed with gray;
Then March winds fanned the hill and cleared the skies
Now there's a wake of racing foam where plies
The wind upon the blue. But yesterday
The poplar trees were listless. Now, they play
With each alluring breeze; their branches rise
And wave to grasses in the snow, that lies
In valleys, the assurance spring will stay.

The earth-smell lifting from the thawing sod
Pervades my senses and dilates my soul.
A day ago I seemed a moving clod—
No aspiration, no response, no goal.
Is it the breeze, or time of year, or God,
Keeps adding joy to my unstinted bowl?





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