Harvest Song (Jean Toomer Poems)
I am a reaper whose muscles set at sundown. All my oats are cradled.But I am too chilled, and too ...
I am a reaper whose muscles set at sundown. All my oats are cradled.But I am too chilled, and too ...
'Tis the feast of corn, 'tis the feast of bread, On the dear scene returned to, witnessed again!So white is the ...
Between the blackened curbs lie stacked the harvest of the skies, Long lines of frozen, grimy cocks befouled by city feet;On ...
I knew an old philanthropist, a farming man was he,Shrewd at a deal, but still withal a man of charity.He ...
Two harvesters walked through the rows of corn,Down to the ripe wheat fields, one morn.Both were fair, in the flush ...
What time in summer, sad with so much light, The sun beats ceaselessly upon the fields; The harvesters, ...
A hot day in September. A white mistClung to the vale, and up the hill a blur,As of thin smoke, ...
At noon of night the goddess, silver-stoled, Came with light foot across the moonlit land, And breezes soft as blow ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Nothing to be left in our bags empty when we are done planted and watered in your garden our work ...
The fruits of the garden ripe, ready for picking gathering a harvest from the good earth Seeking to serve you ...
Oh to be workers in the field harvesters of his bounty gathering that which others have sown caring for the ...
Dear God, creator of heaven and earth, we thank you for this beautiful day, for your gifts you heap on ...
Follow me, on my journey my ministry, around the Sea Galilee, your homeland, no longer fishermen, Now you will be ...
Redeemed by his blood Immortal savior Sacrifice to save Eternal victory Never to die again Look down on your sheep ...
"Lights out" along the land, "Lights out" upon the sea. The night must put her hiding hand O'er peaceful towns ...
The last leaves fell like notes from a piano and left their ovals echoing in the ear; with gawky music ...
Overcome -- O bitter sweetness, Inhabitant of the soft cheek of a girl -- The rich man and his affairs, ...
"Tie stille, barn min! Imorgen kommer Fin, Fa'er din, Og gi'er dich Esbern Snares öine og hjerte at lege med!" ...
I am a reaper whose muscles set at sundown. All my oats are cradled. But I am too chilled, and ...
We were a tribe, a family, a people. Wallace and Bruce guard now a painted field, And all may read ...
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