Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PRAIRIE VAGABOND, by JANE SLOAN First Line: Tumble-weed, / now gone to seed Last Line: With picket-fence for tether. Subject(s): Tumble-weeds | ||||||||
Tumble-weed, Now gone to seed, Is light as any feather, Disciplined By straying wind, It capers with the weather. Rolled around, It comes aground With picket-fence for tether. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM A PRAIRIE by BEATRICE BRISSMAN PORTRAIT: TUMBLE-WEEDS by ANNIE LAURIE SNORF THE ANNIVERSARY [ANNIVERSARIE] by JOHN DONNE AFTER AUGHRIM by ARTHUR GERALD GEOGHEGAN THE VOICE OF SPRING by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS MARTHY VIRGINIA'S HAND [SEPTEMBER 17, 1862] by GEORGE PARSONS LATHROP ONCE I PASS'D THROUGH A POPULOUS CITY by WALT WHITMAN |
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