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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SMALL POET INQUIRES, by FLORENCE CROW First Line: I do not know the organ notes Last Line: Shall I not play? | |||
I do not know the organ notes, Its stops and keys, And so I cannot thunder its Full harmonies. I cannot draw a cello bow Across its strings So that you catch your breath and say An angel sings. But if I own a little pipe -- A hollow reed -- And know a tune that's wild and thin Yet sweet indeed, Learned of the river and the wind One autumn day -- Learned maybe at the river's edge, Shall I not play? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COUNTRY AFTERNOON by FLORENCE CROW OLD MILL TEA-ROOM by FLORENCE CROW SERVICE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: HILDRUP TUBBS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS KATHMANDU GUEST HOUSE by KAREN SWENSON IN A GONDOLA by ROBERT BROWNING MONODY ON THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT HON. R.B. SHERIDAN by GEORGE GORDON BYRON PARADISI GLORIA by THOMAS WILLIAM PARSONS |
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