Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GOURD AND THE PALM, by ANONYMOUS First Line: How old art thou?' said the garrulous gourd Last Line: Yet here I stand -- but where are they? Subject(s): Arbor Day;trees | ||||||||
"How old art thou?" said the garrulous gourd, As o'er the palm-tree's crest it poured Its spreading leaves and tendrils fine, And hung a bloom in the morning shine. "A hundred years!" the palm-tree sighed: "And I," the saucy gourd replied, "Am at the most a hundred hours, And overtop thee in the bowers!" Through all the palm-tree's leaves there went A tremor as of self-content. "I live my life," it whispering said, "See what I see, and count the dead; And every year, of all I've known, A gourd above my head has grown, And made a boast, like thine to-day; Yet here I stand but where are they?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROBLEM OF DESCRIBING TREES by ROBERT HASS THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MIDNIGHT EDEN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN REFLECTION OF THE WOOD by LEONIE ADAMS THE LIFE OF TREES by DORIANNE LAUX TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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