Rachel Lyman Field

(1894-1942 / the United States)

Something Told The Wild Geese - Poem by Rachel Lyman Field

Something told the wild geese
It was time to go;
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered, - 'snow'.
Leaves were green and stirring,
Berries, luster-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned, - 'frost'.

All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spice,
But each wild breast stiffened
At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly -
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.


Comments about Something Told The Wild Geese by Rachel Lyman Field

  • Stewart Francis (11/28/2015 1:40:00 PM)


    I loved this poem as soon as I recently came across it. It is simple but is deceptively, as it is constructed in a masterly well. the Snow/Frost/Ice refrain is so good. Stanza 3 is full of bright imagery. Look too at 's' sounds that link with 'ice', and the 'steamed', 'stiffened' repetition. (Report) Reply

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  • Joan Apple (11/17/2015 11:11:00 AM)


    I have loved this poem since my childhood. I think if it nearly every time I see and hear wild geese as they make their way across the autumn sky. (Report) Reply

  • Sheila Beers (9/5/2014 1:27:00 PM)


    The poem is about the order in nature. It also is about the instinct that prompts the geese to migrate south before the cold winter sets in. (Report) Reply

  • Sheila Beers (9/5/2014 1:25:00 PM)


    The poem is about the order in nature. It also is about the instinct of the geese that prompts them to migrate south before the coming of winter. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 7, 2010



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