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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
UNDER THE LOCUST BLOSSOMS, by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN Poet's Biography Last Line: Oh that moment! Oh that breath of locust bloom! Subject(s): Blossoms | |||
Under the locust blossoms That hung and smelt like grapes: Under the honey-locust blossoms,''" Faintly their breath escapes And smites my heart; though years have passed since I Beheld those clusters swinging silently, Silver racemes against that sunset sky: A sky all over rosy. I waited for the night Till the crickets tinkled drowsy In their beds of clover white Or fell silent at my footfall, one by one. Did I wait? Did I wander there alone, Under shadow, in that garden not my own? 'Tis but a shade of odour, A recollected breath, And I stand, a dark intruder The swaying flowers beneath, Alone, and peering on through anxious gloom For a motion, for a glimmer; did it come? Oh that moment! Oh that breath of locust bloom! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SOUL THAT OUT OF NATURE'S DEEP by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN A LATTER-DAY SAINT by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN A SAMPLE OF COFFEE BEANS by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN AN INCIDENT by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN ANYBODY'S CRITIC by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN APRIL by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN AS SOMETIMES IN A GROVE by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN CORALIE by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN ELIDORE by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN G.D.W. by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN |
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