Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MIMMA BELLA; IN MEMORY OF A LITTLE LIFE: 12, by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON Poet's Biography First Line: It is the season when the elves of spring Last Line: And the wild tulips on the grassy shelves! Subject(s): Death - Children; Death - Babies | ||||||||
It is the season when the elves of Spring Help up the first anemones that peep Through the young corn, and rouse from out their sleep The pale green hellebores for March to swing; Before they bid the field narcissus fling Its perfume on the furrows that they keep, Or let the wild red tulip's flame upleap In honour of great April's Fairy King. O God, to think that in a spring or two When she had learnt to run, we were to stroll Among the fields where work the busy elves, And see her pick the daffodils that strew Each olive-planted terrace and sweet knoll, And the wild tulips on the grassy shelves! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST CHILDREN by RANDALL JARRELL THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN MELANCHOLY; AN ODE by WILLIAM BROOME SISTERS IN ARMS by AUDRE LORDE A BOTANICAL TROPE by WILLIAM MEREDITH FOR MOHAMMED ZEID OF GAZA, AGE 15 by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE SUNKEN GOLD by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON |
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