Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE GRASS, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography First Line: I am one with waving things Last Line: I am one with waving things. Subject(s): Dreams; Grass; Snow; Soul; Nightmares | ||||||||
I AM one with waving things Lying in the grass to-day; Harkening to the song that rings When the robin has his say. Cares and crosses fall away, As the rain-drops from the wings Of a bird. Amidst the hay I am one with waving things. I am one with waving things, For I do not speak aloud. Nay, the peace that silence brings Keeps me like a windless cloud, Till I clean forget the crowd Cityward, whose happenings Oft and o'er my soul have cowed, Dull and dead to waving things. I am one with waving things, For I lie and brood and grow Very full of bygone springs, Very full of dreams that flow Saplike after winter snow; Brother to the bird that sings For a cause he may not know, I am one with waving things. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN VARIATIONS: 18 by CONRAD AIKEN LIVE IT THROUGH by DAVID IGNATOW A DREAM OF GAMES by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL APOLOGY FOR BAD DREAMS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GIVE YOUR WISH LIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |
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