Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHISTLING PAST THE GRAVEYARD, by TERRY WATADA First Line: Tree branch bones %creak in a steady wind Last Line: I imagine %it could be true %in this month of obon | ||||||||
Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...IN HARDWOOD GROVES by ROBERT FROST WE ARE SEVEN by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE GODODDIN: THE DEATH OF HOEL by ANEIRIN SATIRE: 3 by AULUS PERSIUS FLACCUS MAN MUST DO MORE FOR MAN by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE INTRODUCTION TO A LADY'S ALBUM by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |
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