Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TREES IN WINTER, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography First Line: Through a dumb-shifting veil of snow Last Line: Into a tranced immensity. Subject(s): Snow; Trees; Winter | ||||||||
THROUGH a dumb-shifting veil of snow I mark the trees. The chestnuts bare, That reach black fingers up the air; The beeches where, high branch and low, The leaves still hang in russet ranks; The oaks, whose leaves are scanter, more Phantasmal-brown, mere ghosts of yore; The elms, of shapelier tops and flanks. And then the pines; sole guests in green The winter does vouchsafe; they stand Sedately, dropping from their hand The pungent cones; dark, dark, I ween, Their thoughts, and deep and manifold. The winter grass seems doubly sere Beneath their vital boughs that fear No frost, that changeless front the cold. These stately creatures all I view As through an opal dimly; then, Illimitable, mute to men, Above, a sky of hodden gray That lures the eye past every tree, Into a tranced immensity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOOKING EAST IN THE WINTER by JOHN HOLLANDER WINTER DISTANCES by FANNY HOWE WINTER FORECAST by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN AT WINTER'S EDGE by JUDY JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |
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