Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GARDEN AT BEMERTON, by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Year after year, from dusk to dusk Last Line: Across the amber air! Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening | ||||||||
(FOR A FLYLEAF OF HERBERT'S POEMS) YEAR after year, from dusk to dusk, How sweet this English garden grows! Steeped in two centuries' sun and musk, Walled from the world in gray repose, Harbor of honey-freighted bees, And wealthy with the rose. Here pinks with spices in their throats Nod by the bitter marigold; Here nightingales with haunting notes, When west and east with stars are bold, From out the twisted hawthorn-trees, Sing back the weathers old. All tuneful winds do down it pass; The leaves a sudden whiteness show, And delicate noises fill the grass; The only flakes its spaces know Are petals blown off briers long, And heaped on blades below. Ah! dawn and dusk, year after year, 'Tis more than these that keeps it rare! We see the saintly Master here, Pacing along the alleys fair, And catch the throbbing of a song Across the amber air! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOVEMBER GARDEN: AN ELEGY by ANDREW HUDGINS AN ENGLISH GARDEN IN AUSTRIA (SEEN AFTER DER ROSENKAVALIER) by RANDALL JARRELL ACROSS THE BROWN RIVER by GALWAY KINNELL A DESERTED GARDEN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS NOT THE SWEET CICELY OF GERARDES HERBALL by MARGARET AVISON AN OLD GARDEN by HERBERT BASHFORD A CHRISTMAS FOLK-SONG by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE |
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