Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SCARECROW, by JOSEPH MARIE SOULARY First Line: Under her tilted hat of tuscan rushes Last Line: And evening finds the bushes all stript bare. Subject(s): Birds; Courts & Courtiers; Food & Eating; Scarecrows | ||||||||
UNDER her tilted hat of Tuscan rushes The brown birds at her coming swept to raid The rip fruit in her open palm displayed, That she had gathered from the berry bushes. Never more loyal court, more queenly blushes, A queen more kind or starvelings less afraid. Vainly the grudging gardener erst forbade This foolish feeding of her wastrel thrushes. The child is dead. The churlish gardener lays Her old straw hat upon the loaded sprays, Thinking these greedy plunderers thus to scare. Vain ruse! Reminded of her gentle heed, A thousand fledgelings to their Sister speed, And evening finds the bushes all stript bare. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GRANNY'S SCARECROW by ANNE STEVENSON THE SCARECROW by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE SCARECROW by ANDREW YOUNG (1885-1971) SCARECROW by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN LEDA AND THE SCARECROW by GARRETT OPPENHEIM MUSINGS ON THE WIG OF A SCARE-CROW by ROBERT SOUTHEY TO A SCARECROW, OR MALKIN, LEFT LONG AFTER HARVEST by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER THE GRAVEDIGGER by JOSEPH MARIE SOULARY |
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