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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DECEMBER'S GIFT, by DEBRA BRUCE First Line: By shrill decree, as the wind / wills, fall's / bequeathing, brooding | |||
By shrill decree, as the wind wills, fall's bequeathing, brooding beauty is arrested in crisp bequest. It costs a fortune to heat the house in which the child no longer roams in rooms festooned with hope. So why fribble with ribbons another year? Why struggle to unsnag those ancient lights? The arrogance from suffering in which you bask, insufferable to yourself, might pass; even you melt through, your record lows notwithstanding, your starkest days to date which January waits to laminate. http://www.wlu.edu/~shenano | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RHAPSODY ON A WINDY NIGHT by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT TO A BLOCKHEAD by ALEXANDER POPE FROLIC by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL THE QUIET PILGRIM by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS TO A MAID OF THIRTEEN by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER LILIES: 8 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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