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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RESURRECTION, by ELIZABETH ROBINSON First Line: Come to me, my beloved Last Line: Save the plaint of a leaf in the tree. Subject(s): Love; Past; Trees | |||
Come to me, my Beloved, From the past's hushed desolation. Bring me Love -- tender -- young -- The first flower of the tree. You are quiet, my Beloved; You are silent, like the tree -- Blossoms gone -- gnarled and old. Speak! Speak! My Beloved! All is still -- Save the plaint of a leaf in the tree. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROBLEM OF DESCRIBING TREES by ROBERT HASS THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MIDNIGHT EDEN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN REFLECTION OF THE WOOD by LEONIE ADAMS THE LIFE OF TREES by DORIANNE LAUX STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 5. MARYLAND by CLARENCE MAJOR |
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