Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AFTERMATH, by VIRGINIA KEATING ORTON First Line: The purple grapes hang ripe on the wall Last Line: Seems to grow old and shiver. Subject(s): Old Age | ||||||||
The purple grapes hang ripe on the wall By the well, where we said good bye, And the trees are gold in the morning sun Down by the little river. The laughter of sweethearts comes in to me Through my open door, with the blue of the sky, And pulsing life, after pause of war Rushes along forever ... Only the waiting heart of me Seems to grow old and shiver. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT EIGHTY I CHANGE MY VIEW by DAVID IGNATOW FAWN'S FOSTER-MOTHER by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE DEER LAY DOWN THEIR BONES by ROBINSON JEFFERS OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A WINTER ODE TO THE OLD MEN OF LUMMUS PARK, / MIAMI, FLORIDA by DONALD JUSTICE AFTER A LINE BY JOHN PEALE BISHOP by DONALD JUSTICE TO HER BODY, AGAINST TIME by ROBERT KELLY SONG FROM A COUNTRY FAIR by LEONIE ADAMS DAFFODILS AT DUSK by VIRGINIA KEATING ORTON |
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