Transition Poem by Dorothy Parker

Transition

Rating: 2.7


Too long and quickly have I lived to vow
The woe that stretches me shall never wane,
Too often seen the end of endless pain
To swear that peace no more shall cool my brow.
I know, I know- again the shriveled bough
Will burgeon sweetly in the gentle rain,
And these hard lands be quivering with grain-
I tell you only: it is Winter now.

What if I know, before the Summer goes
Where dwelt this bitter frenzy shall be rest?
What is it now, that June shall surely bring
New promise, with the swallow and the rose?
My heart is water, that I first must breast
The terrible, slow loveliness of Spring.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ayomide 09 February 2022

Poems about transition from childhood to adulthood

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Juanito Dela Mare 10 January 2019

this whack make a beat like sicko mode but this asscheeeeecks

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Long Branch / New Jersey
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