Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BIRCH TREES, by JOHN RICHARD MORELAND First Line: The night is white / the moon is high Last Line: So beautiful. Subject(s): Birch Trees | ||||||||
The night is white, The moon is high, The birch trees lean Against the sky. The cruel winds Have blown away Each little leaf Of silver gray. O lonely trees As white as wool . . . That moonlight makes So beautiful. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE YOUNG BIRCH by ROBERT FROST THE TURNING OF THE LEAVES by VERNON WATKINS TO A BIRCH TREE by KENNETH SLADE ALLING WHITE BIRCHES by MARY BRADLEY BRAMHALL A GRAVE by JOHN RICHARD MORELAND |
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