After The Winter Poem by Claude McKay
After The Winter
Some day, when trees have shed their leaves
And against the morning's white
The shivering birds beneath the eaves
Have sheltered for the night,
We'll turn our faces southward, love,
Toward the summer isle
Where bamboos spire to shafted grove
And wide-mouthed orchids smile.
And we will seek the quiet hill
Where towers the cotton tree,
And leaps the laughing crystal rill,
And works the droning bee.
And we will build a cottage there
Beside an open glade,
With black-ribbed blue-bells blowing near,
And ferns that never fade.
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I can see why this poet is well renowned. This is very well written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/3/2024 6:55:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Mckay is a very deep writer who seems to release his feelings into his work and seems to have a very strong sense of nature in this poem, Which is a very powerful peice of literature.