Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DANDELIONS, by FRANK WILMOT Poet's Biography First Line: I saw her on the yellow rise Last Line: Though I look every day. Alternate Author Name(s): Maurice, Furnley Subject(s): Dandelions; Flowers; Vision; Weeds | ||||||||
I SAW her on the yellow rise Across the stony creek; O soft water! O brown stones! Is it of her you speak? Out ploughing on the flat I was -- Deep down the furrows went -- But all my voice and all my sight Were on the vision spent. The ribbon on the hat she wore Shook out on the blue air: But something pulled my gaze aback; A tree-stump fouled the share. When I fixed up the thing and turned To feast my eyes again, There was no lady going through The dandelion plain. Was she a bird from Heaven come? 'Tis not for man to say! She goes no more to the yellow rise Though I look every day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JUST THE WIND FOR A SOUND, SOFTLY by CARL PHILLIPS TO THE DANDELION by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL WEEDS by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY PREFACE by THEODORE RUSSELL WEISS |
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