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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PRELUDE, by WINIFRED WALDRON First Line: Leaf-shadows into my lap came sifting Last Line: Lothe tree was the tree of life! Subject(s): Life | |||
Leaf-shadows into my lap came sifting, Then into my lap the leaves came drifting. Idly I gathered these gifts of the tree, So would have scattered them, wanderers free: When from the tree came the laughter of strife, Lothe tree was the Tree of Life! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRIVILEGE OF BEING by ROBERT HASS SEAWATER STIFFENS CLOTH by JANE HIRSHFIELD SAYING YES TO LIVING by DAVID IGNATOW THE WORLD IS SO DIFFICULT TO GIVE UP by DAVID IGNATOW |
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