Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WOODMAN, by BELLE RICHARDSON HARRISON Poet's Biography First Line: The woodman in clearing the forest Last Line: Hewing our way to the light. Subject(s): Forests; Labor & Laborers; Woods; Work; Workers | ||||||||
THE woodman in clearing the forest Labors with patience and skill; Swinging the axe with his brawny arms, And strength of a dauntless will. No towering tree in the woodland Is felled by a single blow By countless strokes it totters and falls To the sounding earth below. The axe and the wedge and heavy maul Are plied by a master hand, Till out of the gloom and the shadow Emerges the new cleared land. The world is a forest before us We hew our way to the light, With the axe and wedge of power and skill Fearlessly wielded aright. Obstructions barring our progress By repeated blows are felled, Till the sunlight smiles in approval, The darkness and gloom dispelled. We must ne'er look back to the starting, Nor swerve to the left or right, But work with resolute arm and will, Hewing our way to the light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER WORKING SIXTY HOURS AGAIN FOR WHAT REASON by HICOK. BOB DAY JOB AND NIGHT JOB by ANDREW HUDGINS BIXBY'S LANDING by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS IN CALIFORNIA: MORNING, EVENING, LATE JANUARY by DENISE LEVERTOV A CRADLE SONG (FOND NONSENSE) by BELLE RICHARDSON HARRISON |
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