Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MEMORIAL, by STANTON ARTHUR COBLENTZ First Line: The forest rears no tombstone for its dead Last Line: Out of its crumbled heart. Subject(s): Forests; Woods | ||||||||
The forest rears no tombstone for its dead, But builds a soft brown floor of fallen leaves. And where torn logs remember glories fled, Only the night-wind grieves. The towered lords of yesterday still give Their substance for tomorrow's bud and shoot; Ten thousand murmurous generations live Within each thrusting root. And this the monument the woods bestow On the great oak, cloven and rent apart: That a green seedling, after years, will grow Out of its crumbled heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRINCESS WAKES IN THE WOOD by RANDALL JARRELL CHAMBER MUSIC: 20 by JAMES JOYCE ADVICE TO A FOREST by MAXWELL BODENHEIM A SOUTH CAROLINA FOREST by AMY LOWELL JOY IN THE WOODS by CLAUDE MCKAY IN BLACKWATER WOODS by MARY OLIVER THE PLACE I WANT TO GET BACK TO by MARY OLIVER BIRTH by STANTON ARTHUR COBLENTZ |
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