Nature
Fantastic Spring
From Gypsy Verses (1907)
Nature
Wear a lure fantastical,
Farthingales of Spring,
Till the out-worn city hearts
Dance for you and sing.
Lime us with grotesque desires,
Warm with green and gold;
Apathetic we have grown,
Tired and hard and old.
Draw us gently to your truth,
Calm our hopes and fears;
Till at last the grass blades speak
To attentive ears.
Cite this poem
MLA
Whitney, Helen Hay. “Fantastic Spring.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/whitney_hh/167/.
Chicago
Whitney, Helen Hay. “Fantastic Spring.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/whitney_hh/167/.
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