Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LINES TO A LATE LAMENTED RABBIT, by BILLIE MARIE CRABB First Line: You lie / not where in madcap youth Last Line: In my protesting stomach! Subject(s): Animals; Rabbits; Hares | ||||||||
You lie, Not where in madcap youth, you ran and played; Nor where the mighty forest monarchs cast their shade Nearby some limpid pool or sylvan glade Beneath the sky. You do not sleep beneath a bloodred moon Nor, brittle, bleached and white, are your bones strewn Upon some grassy hummock; You mix And mingle with the corn and beans, The salad, gravy, and sardines; Asparagus and tangerines, The pickles, pie, and mustard greens, In my protesting stomach! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SNOWSHOE HARE by MARY OLIVER THE HOUR BETWEEN DOG AND WOLF: 3. FEEDING THE RABBITS by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR FEBRUARY: THE BOY BREUGHEL by NORMAN DUBIE UNCLE'S FIRST RABBIT by LORNA DEE CERVANTES BEHOLDING THE HARE by EAMON GRENNAN THE OLD SQUIRE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT SONG OF THE RABBITS OUTSIDE THE TAVERN by ELIZABETH JANE COATSWORTH |
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