Classic and Contemporary Poetry
APRIL, by LOUIS GINSBERG First Line: Even when all my body sleeps Last Line: My dust will dream of you! Subject(s): April; Graves; Love - Nature Of; Tombs; Tombstones | ||||||||
Even when all my body sleeps, I shall remember yet The wistfulness that April keeps, When boughs at dusk are wet. The haunted twilight on the lane; The far-off cricket's croon; And beautiful and washed by rain, The mellow rounded moon! So, underneath the waving grass, And underneath the dew, April, whenever you will pass, My dust will dream of you! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE GRAVE OF MRS. HEMANS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS NOT TO BE DWELLED ON by HEATHER MCHUGH ONE LAST DRAW OF THE PIPE by PAUL MULDOON ETRUSCAN TOMB by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ENDING WITH A LINE FROM LEAR by MARVIN BELL A CITY STREET IN SUMMER by LOUIS GINSBERG |
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