AS violets so be I recluse and sweet, Cheerful as daisies unaccounted rare, Still sunward-gazing from a lowly seat, Still sweetening wintry air. While half-awakened Spring lags incomplete, While lofty forest trees tower bleak and bare, Daisies and violets own remotest heat And bloom and make them fair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW TO BE A POET (TO REMIND MYSELF) by WENDELL BERRY THE BIRTH OF VENUS by HAYDEN CARRUTH FRAGMENTARY BLUE by ROBERT FROST IN EQUAL SACRIFICE by ROBERT FROST PROMISE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PROVING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |