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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SINCERELY NOT ARTESIAN, by CARLYLE FERREN MACINTYRE First Line: Under the dry land in its sleep Last Line: Forcing new sap in the ferns' fossil leaves. Alternate Author Name(s): Macintyre, C. F. | |||
Under the dry land in its sleep the song of water glides on feet of thieves, rises in silver, generous to slap briskly the chines of the drouth-beaten beeves, and with meniscus pinch the pool's baked lips: mirror gleaming green with mirage-corn, and chaparral where flanks rub off shrewd flies, where the last Indian rots by the stone quern, and on raptorial compass-arcs for flaws wide vultures scan, or still as urns on cairns solicitously regard the starving calves and whet beaks sharp as a committee's greed ... tucked cooly, safely, leaden water laughs and gravidly seeps down the easier grade, forcing new sap in the ferns' fossil leaves. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NIGHT by CARLYLE FERREN MACINTYRE NIGHT LETTER TO A MAN LOST IN MID-OCEAN by CARLYLE FERREN MACINTYRE A REPUBLIC! by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 49 by PHILIP SIDNEY THE CALL by ANNYE LEWIS ALLISON BOTHWELL: PART 3 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN LILIES: 15 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) A THOUGHT FOR MOTHER'S DAY by MAMIE COLLINS BARRY PATSY by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS |
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