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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WESTERN MORNING, by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG First Line: I saw a bloom one morn that could not stay Last Line: In molten cadences of growing grain. | |||
I saw a bloom one morn that could not stay; The sea spread out a panoply of pearl; I watched a wing of night departing, grey And furtive, fold a thought of rest in furl. A breathing dawn, in evanescent gauze, Swept down upon the slowly waking fields, A passing sweetness made no more of pause Upon the senses than a vision yields. The earth arose and laid her mists away, The birds made greeting, each to every one, A dewdrop showed its mirror to the day -- For on the rim of nothing stood the sun. And in the air a heavenly sweet refrain In molten cadences of growing grain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HIMALAYA by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG JUNGLE by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG MISTS by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG CALIFORNIA CITY LANDSCAPE by CARL SANDBURG ODE TO WISDOM by ELIZABETH CARTER PIANO by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE PICCIOLA by ROBERT HENRY NEWELL AT THE SEASIDE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |
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