Trumbull Stickney Summer Poems

  • 1.
    I hear a river thro' the valley wander
    Whose water runs, the song alone remaining.
    A rainbow stands and summer passes under.

    ...
  • 2.
    It 's autumn in the country I remember.

    How warm a wind blew here about the ways!
    And shadows on the hillside lay to slumber
    ...
  • 3.
    How strange that here is nothing as it was!
    The sward is young and new,
    The sod there shapes a different mass,
    The random trees stand other than I knew.
    ...
  • 4.
    Only once more and not again--the larches
    Shake to the wind their echo, "Not again,"--
    We see, below the sky that over-arches
    Heavy and blue, the plain
    ...
  • 5.
    By such an all-embalming summer day
    As sweetens now among the mountain pines
    Down to the cornland yonder and the vines,
    To where the sky and sea are mixed in gray,
    ...
  • 6.
    The melancholy year is dead with rain.
    Drop after drop on every branch pursues.
    From far away beyond the drizzled flues
    A twilight saddens to the window pane.
    ...
  • 7.
    That day her eyes were deep as night.
    She had the motion of the rose,
    The bird that veers across the light,
    The waterfall that leaps and throws
    ...
Total 7 Summer Poems by Trumbull Stickney

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