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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VEERY'S FLUTE, by LUCY BRANCH ALLEN First Line: Clear from the tangled thicket, where a lone Last Line: With the falling cadence of the veery's flute. Subject(s): Flutes; Wellesley College | |||
CLEAR from the tangled thicket, where a lone Dogwood tosses its spendthrift bloom of white Over the briar hedge, there wells a tone Enfolding deep the mystery of the night. Silvery links of song, -- each lyric ring An elfin echo -- , widening, weave A cool and liquid harmony, and fling It forth to the stilled heart, this quiet eve. O wondrous voice! Life's fateful things and old -- Joy, love, and loss, from out the immortal deep To which our days return, awake and hold Their way with me -- those days so long asleep. Quiet and white the dreaming dogwood lies Under the high May moon; sweet and mute The first wild rose; hushed are the tears that rise With the falling cadence of the Veery's flute. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS HERE ENTER NOT by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON THE RETURN (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON EPISTLE TO JOHN LAPRAIK, AN OLD SCOTTISH BARD by ROBERT BURNS |
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