Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BLUE HERON, by THEODORE GOODRIDGE ROBERTS First Line: In a green place lanced through Last Line: Death-stilland sudden as death! Alternate Author Name(s): Roberts, T. G. Subject(s): Herons | ||||||||
In a green place lanced through With amber and gold and blue; A place of water and weeds And roses pinker than dawn, And ranks of lush young reeds, And grasses straightly withdrawn From graven ripples of sands, The still blue heron stands. Smoke-blue he is, and grey As embers of yesterday. Still he is, as death; Like stone, or shadow of stone, Without a pulse or breath, Motionless and alone There in the lily stems: But his eyes are alive like gems. Still as a shadow; still Grey feather and yellow bill: Still as an image made Of mist and smoke half hid By windless sunshine and shade, Save when a yellow lid Slides and is gone like a breath: Death-stilland sudden as death! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HERONS IN WINTER IN THE FROZEN MARSH by MARY OLIVER POEM OF THE ONE WORLD by MARY OLIVER THE GREAT BLUE HERON by CAROLYN KIZER SOCOBIE'S PASSING by THEODORE GOODRIDGE ROBERTS |
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