Ina D. Coolbrith Poems

Rose-Bloom and lily-bloom
Sway upon the stalk,
Swinging censers of perfume
Down the garden-walk.
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Upon the patient earth
A thousand tempests beat,
To call to life the flowers
That make her glad and sweet.
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As the sands beneath the seas
And the sands beside,
And the sands of the desert lands
Over the wastes of earth-
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Along yon purple rim of hills,
How bright the sunset glory lies!
Its radiance spans the western skies,
And all the slumberous valley fills.
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O singers, singing up the laureled height
Whereon song dwells-with thoughts to rhyme that run
As flowers unfold and gladden the sun-
Have ye no room for one
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God bless the bird-
List to its caroling!
Sweeter was ever heard?
How every note of it
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I think I would not be
A stately tree,
Broad-boughed, with haughty crest that seeks the sky;
Too many sorrows lie
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Wherefore is it, as I pass
Through the fragrant meadow-grass,
That the daisies, nestling shyly in sweet places,
Lifting crispy, curly heads
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There are no comrade roses at my window,
No green things in the lane;
Upon the roof no sibilant soft patter-
The lullaby of rain;
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