To-Morrow To Fresh Woods And Pastures New Poem by Amy Lowell
To-Morrow To Fresh Woods And Pastures New
Rating: ★2.7
As for a moment he stands, in hardy masculine beauty,
Poised on the fircrested rock, over the pool which below him
Gleams in the wavering sunlight, waiting the shock of his plunging.
So for a moment I stand, my feet planted firm in the present,
Eagerly scanning the future which is so soon to possess me.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: future
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8/17/2026 10:50:49 PM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
Amy, This is a good piece of poetry