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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I FOLLOW, GYPSY ROAD, by DOROTHY WHITTINGTON First Line: Tell me, oh gypsy roadway Last Line: Why I follow you on! Subject(s): Sisters | |||
Tell me, oh gypsy roadway, Why do I follow you on? On through the purple of twilight, On through the gold of the dawn? Westward, across the prairie You stretch,—mile upon mile, Glaring,—blistering,—searing,— With never a tree to beguile! Yet flanking the withering roadway The sunflowers, row upon row, Like stars in that heavenly highway, Toss kisses to me as I go! Beyond the distant prairie There rises a mountainous wall; Like a picture, the sun in its glory Descends, a flaming gold ball; And I follow you into the sunset, Watching rich beauty unfold— Into those glamorous mountains, Etched—in silver and gold. Ah, little sunflower sister, I, too, have drunk of the sun! Now I know, little gypsy roadway, Why I follow you on! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYMN FOR LANIE POO by AMIRI BARAKA CALMING KALI by LUCILLE CLIFTON FAR MEMORY: 1. CONVENT by LUCILLE CLIFTON FAR MEMORY: 4. TRYING TO UNDERSTAND THIS LIFE by LUCILLE CLIFTON FAR MEMORY: 6. KARMA by LUCILLE CLIFTON MY SISTER, THE QUEEN by EDWARD FIELD A TEACHER by DOROTHY WHITTINGTON |
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