Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT FIVE, by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY Poet's Biography First Line: This morning I woke up at five Last Line: To hear the milkman at the door! Subject(s): Morning; Waking | ||||||||
THIS morning I woke up at five And nothing seemed to be alive! I couldn't find my voice to speak, Even the bed springs wouldn't squeak There was no sound at allThe room Was crowded full of cold, grey gloom It pressed up close beside my bed And made strange singings in my head. Then someone shrilly shouted, "Whoa!" And all the strangeness seemed to go I never felt so glad before To hear the milkman at the door! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POEM IN ORANGE TONES by MARVIN BELL ON RISING FROM THE DEAD by CAROLYN KIZER WAKING EARLY SUNDAY MORNING by ROBERT LOWELL THE AWAKENING by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE WAKING (2) by THEODORE ROETHKE A CHRISTMAS CHILD by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY |
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