Parrots live in western lands hunters bring them back in nets courtesans tease them dawn to dusk somewhere behind palace curtains they're given a golden cage but locked away their plumage fades not like wild geese and swans flying up in the clouds | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BRER RABBIT, YOU'S DE CUTES' OF 'EM ALL by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON UNDER A TELEPHONE POLE by CARL SANDBURG MEMORY OF APRIL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE BOOK OF MARTYRS by EMILY DICKINSON LOVE AND A QUESTION by ROBERT FROST UPON HIS SPANIEL [SPANIELL] TRACIE by ROBERT HERRICK BY THE STATUE OF KING CHARLES AT CHARING CROSS by LIONEL PIGOT JOHNSON THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 79. THE MONOCHORD by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |