Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SECRET OF THE PINES, by ECKFORD COHEN First Line: I sat and listened to the pines Last Line: Chant when the breezes blow. Subject(s): Pine Trees | ||||||||
I sat and listened to the pines A-whispering in the breeze, And wondered at their eerie signs And marveled at their magic lines That shuffled to and fro with ease. I watched the dying sun, the lone And red clouds overhead, And listened to the pine trees moan In some sad mournful monotone That made me shrink in awe and dread. I sat and listened, wondered still, But never shall I know The secret of that strange and chill Song that the pines upon the hill Chant when the breezes blow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR OUR BETTER GRACES by JAMES GALVIN FIVE TREES by LOUIS UNTERMEYER AERIAL IN THE PINES by RALPH BURNS CHOOSING A MAST by IGNATIUS ROYSTON DUNNACHIE CAMPBELL THE PINES AND THE SEA by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH DICKENS IN CAMP by FRANCIS BRET HARTE ASPECTS OF THE PINES by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE SNOWING OF THE PINES' by THOMAS WENTWORTH HIGGINSON ULTIMA THULE: MY CATHEDRAL by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW EVENING IN A SUGAR ORCHARD by ROBERT FROST |
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