Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WIND, by RUTH TABER WHITTLESEY First Line: From whence I come no man may know Last Line: I am the wind. Subject(s): Wind | ||||||||
From whence I come no man may know -- When I may strike or where I go, I help the robin southward pass -- The darkest clouds I drive, alas, Wanted or not, I blow and blow. I spread afar all seeds that grow, I bend the tallest trees so low, I even sear the little grass, I am the wind. I make the dying bonfire glow, I dry the streams in summer so The tribe of Israel may pass -- I change to turn back deadly gas -- But why, only my King may know! I am the wind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE WIND by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN LEAF LITTER ON ROCK FACE by HEATHER MCHUGH RESIDENTIAL AREA by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DAY THE WINDS by JOSEPHINE MILES VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN OH IT'S PRETTY WINDY OUTSIDE by LARRY EIGNER THY SMILE by RUTH TABER WHITTLESEY |
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