Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOVEMBER, by ANNETTE WYNNE First Line: No matter how hard you try Last Line: And so, cold old month, you're not so bad! Subject(s): Holidays; November; Pilgrimages & Pilgrims; Thanksgiving Day; Turkey | ||||||||
NO matter how hard you try, Old crying wind, you cannot make us cry, You make the poor leaves sorryvery, But we shall keep on being merry; It's good it's true Not all the months behave like you, Blowing mean, and blowing cold, Hurting ragged folks and old, As if you never would be through; But never mind, Right near the end we'll find A time for all to laugh and play; You may be all the month unkind But after all, you bring Thanksgiving Day And that makes us glad And so, cold old month, you're not so bad! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LAMENT FOR A TURKISH SUICIDE AGE 22 by HETTIE JONES THANKSGIVING SONG by CAREY YATES BUSBY THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE GIAOUR; A FRAGMENT OF A TURKISH TALE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE TURKISH LADY by THOMAS CAMPBELL THANKSGIVING by OLIVER MURRAY EDWARDS SAADABAD by JAMES ELROY FLECKER THE HAMMAM NAME (FROM A POEM BY A TURKISH LADY) by JAMES ELROY FLECKER CHESKIAN ANTHOLOGY by THOMAS HOOD CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS by ANNETTE WYNNE |
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