Poem (In the morning when it was raining)
Read 'Poem (In the morning when it was raining)' by 'Delmore Schwartz' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Poem (In the morning when it was raining) by Delmore Schwartz
In the morning, when it was raining,
Then the birds were hectic and loudy;
Through all the reign is fall's entertaining;
Their singing was erratic and full of disorder:
They did not remember the summer blue
Or the orange of June. They did not think at all
Of the great red and bursting ball
Of the kingly sun's terror and tempest, blazing,
Once the slanting rain threw over all
The colorless curtains of the ceaseless spontaneous fall.
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