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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWO CREPE MYRTLES, by MILDRED D. SHACKLETT First Line: Two tall, soft-rounded myrtles, side by side Last Line: Or do the myrtles move on down the grass? Subject(s): Myrtle Trees | |||
Two tall, soft-rounded myrtles, side by side In rippling gowns of tissue-thin crepe tulle, The pink -- the attendant maid; the white -- the bride, Stand waiting in the vestibule For strains of music, signalling the start Down carpeted aisles along each family pew, The maid to give her service, the bride her heart, No! these are shrubs, their sequins, scattered dew. Strangely the mockingbird has caught my mood And now bursts forth in a rhapsody of song, Beside him music, man-devised, seems crude, In such expectant hush his notes belong! Is this a trick the laughing shadows pass Or do the myrtles move on down the grass? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BLUE WILLOW by MILDRED D. SHACKLETT THE WAIT by MILDRED D. SHACKLETT BUNKER HILL by GEORGE HENRY CALVERT LITTLE JERRY, THE MILLER by JOHN GODFREY SAXE THE BOOK OF THE LETTER, SELECTION by ABRAHAM ABULAFIA IMAGES: 2 by RICHARD ALDINGTON SACRED LYRIC by ISIDORE G. ASCHER A HINT FROM THE BEGINNING OF THE THIRD SATIRE OF JUVENAL by PHILIP AYRES |
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