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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON THE BLEAKNESS OF MY LOT, by EMILY DICKINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: Fructified in sand Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening | |||
On the Bleakness of my Lot Bloom I strove to raise - Late - my Garden of a Rock Yielded Grape - and Maise - Soil of Flint, if steadfast tilled steady tilled Will reward the Hand - Seed of Palm, by Lybian Sun Fructified in Sand | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOVEMBER GARDEN: AN ELEGY by ANDREW HUDGINS AN ENGLISH GARDEN IN AUSTRIA (SEEN AFTER DER ROSENKAVALIER) by RANDALL JARRELL ACROSS THE BROWN RIVER by GALWAY KINNELL A DESERTED GARDEN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS NOT THE SWEET CICELY OF GERARDES HERBALL by MARGARET AVISON AN OLD GARDEN by HERBERT BASHFORD FAITH' IS A FINE INVENTION by EMILY DICKINSON |
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