Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HIGHWAYS, by LESLIE NELSON JENNINGS First Line: Who's learned the lure of trodden ways Last Line: But cannot love a town. Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking; Towns; Wine | ||||||||
Who's learned the lure of trodden ways And walked them up and down, May love a steeple in a mist, But cannot love a town. Who's worn a bit of purple once Can never, never lie All smothered in a little box When stars are in the sky. Who's sipped old port in Venice glass May thirst for better brew -- He's drunk an amber wine of sun And wet his mouth with dew! Who's ground the grist of trodden ways -- The gray dust and the brown -- May love red tiling two miles off -- But cannot love a town. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CUP OF TREMBLINGS by JOHN HOLLANDER VINTAGE ABSENCE by JOHN HOLLANDER SENT WITH A BOTTLE OF BURGUNDY FOR A BIRTHDAY by JOHN HOLLANDER TO A CIVIL SERVANT by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG WINE by FRIEDRICH MARTIN VON BODENSTEDT THE GOOD FELLOW by ALEXANDER BROME WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN by DAVID LEHMAN BEATEN TRACKS by LESLIE NELSON JENNINGS |
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