Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GLEANERS, by GERTRUDE HAHN First Line: They come at nightfall with a furtive air Last Line: But stoop and pick, and stoop and pick again. Subject(s): Sonnet (as Literary Form); Wandering & Wanderers; Wanderlust; Vagabonds; Tramps; Hoboes | ||||||||
They come at nightfall with a furtive air, The prowling, shabby men, the ragged boys, Dragging small wagons with a creaking noise Along the gutters, by the curbstones, where The householders have set out refuse. There They gather up the remnants of old joys; Poking among the tins, the cast-off toys, The sweepings, the discards beyond repair. The stealthy scavengers of city streets Shuffle their weary way into the night, Gleaning the leavings of securer men, Nor think they might have garnered summer sweets, In fragrant meadows filled with golden light, But stoop and pick, and stoop and pick again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUMS, ON WAKING by JAMES DICKEY A FOLK SINGER OF THE THIRTIES by JAMES DICKEY WANDERER IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WANDERER by WYSTAN HUGH AUDEN LONG GONE by STERLING ALLEN BROWN BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A VAGABOND SONG by BLISS CARMAN THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER by GERTRUDE HAHN |
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