Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO CHILDREN: 6. BIRDS OF THE AIR, by WILLIAM ROSE BENET Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, the birds of the air, in the sky far up there Last Line: The birds of the air, they are calling you again! Subject(s): Birds; Children; Childhood | ||||||||
Oh, the birds of the air, in the sky far up there, They are winging, they are singing -- the birds of the air. More purely than all passion -- bright, bright above all pain, The birds of the air, they are calling you again! For on high the windy meadows of skyland are blest With golden lights, blue shadows, high turrets where they nest -- With the merlons and the embrasures of cloud castles white, Where warm sunshine enchants them from morn to starry night. So they trill from tree and lawn and the leaves of our eaves, But they fly from us for rapture of a world that bereaves This world of light and substance. They soar and find the true Where our care covets glory in bliss beyond the blue. Aye, when colors like to music -- magic music -- suffuse The skies, with dawn or evening, they soar for fuller news. They choir before the maiden East. They cloud her golden hair. Through the sally-ports of sunset wing the birds of the air. The birds of the air, in the blue far up there, They are winging, they are singing -- the birds of the air. More purely than all passion -- bright, bright above all pain, The birds of the air, they are calling you again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE THE FALCONER OF GOD by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |
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