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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GYPSY HEAVEN, by JOAN BUCKLEY First Line: When all the seasons forming life have passed Last Line: Where I may dance beneath a laughing sky. Subject(s): Heaven; Seasons; Paradise | |||
When all the seasons forming life have passed, With gifts of rain and trying times of drought, Till greybeard winter seals my sap at last And I may put no later blossoms out. Oh Lord, transplant me, not to ordered beds, Precisely made for cloister-pacing saints; Where pure and virtuous lilies raise their heads But every earthly laughter droops and faints. On Heaven's outer edge the wildflowers grow (I dreamed the place; a stream runs gaily by); It's there, dear Lord, that I would rather go, Where I may dance beneath a laughing sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF LIFE by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 6 by CONRAD AIKEN THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#19): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND WINTER by MARVIN BELL THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SKELETON FOR MR. PAUL IN PARADISE; AFTER ALLAN GUISINGER by NORMAN DUBIE BEAUTY & RESTRAINT by DANIEL HALPERN HOW IT WILL HAPPEN, WHEN by DORIANNE LAUX IF THIS IS PARADISE by DORIANNE LAUX JOHN ERICSSON DAY MEMORIAL, 1918 by CARL SANDBURG THREE GRAINS OF CORN; THE IRISH FAMINE by AMELIA BLANDFORD EDWARDS |
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