Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: CONRAD SIEVER, by EDGAR LEE MASTERS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Not in that wasted garden Subject(s): Apple Trees; Time | ||||||||
Not in that wasted garden Where bodies are drawn into grass That feeds no flocks, and into evergreens That bear no fruit - There where along the shaded walks Vain sighs are heard, And vainer dreams are dreamed Of close communion with departed souls - But here under the apple tree I loved and watched and pruned With gnarled hands In the long, long years; Here under the roots of this northern-spy To move in the chemic change and circle of life, Into the soil and into the flesh of the tree, And into the living epitaphs Of redder apples! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALEXANDER THROCKMORTON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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