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Famous Aster Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Aster poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous aster poems. These examples illustrate what a famous aster poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Jackson, Helen Hunt
...eacherous month when autumn days 
With summer's voice come bearing summer's gifts. 
Beguiled, the pale down-trodden aster lifts 
Her head and blooms again. The soft, warm haze 
Makes moist once more the sere and dusty ways, 
And, creeping through where dead leaves lie in drifts, 
The violet returns. Snow noiseless sifts 
Ere night, an icy shroud, which morning's rays 
Willidly shine upon and slowly melt, 
Too late to bid the violet live again. 
The treachery, ...Read More

by Frost, Robert
Comes softly rattling down.

I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you....Read More

by Carman, Bliss
Save the soft purple haze 
Of smouldering camp-fires, any hint betrays 
Who went these ways. 

Or tatters of pale aster blue, descried 
By the roadside, 
Reveal whither they fled; 
Or the swamp maples, here and there a shred 
Of Indian red. 

But most of all, the marvellous tapestry 
Engrosses me, 
Where such strange things are rife, 
Fancies of beasts and flowers, and love and strife, 
Woven to the life; 

Degraded shapes and splendid seraph forms, 
And teeming swa...Read More

by Dickinson, Emily
...The Bees -- will not despise the tune --
Their Forefathers -- have hummed --

The Wild Rose -- redden in the Bog --
The Aster -- on the Hill
Her everlasting fashion -- set --
And Covenant Gentians -- frill --

Till Summer folds her miracle --
As Women -- do -- their Gown --
Of Priests -- adjust the Symbols --
When Sacrament -- is done --...Read More

by Dickinson, Emily
...Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!

"Departed" -- both -- they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found,

Argues the Aster still --
Reasons the Daffodil
Profound!...Read More

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...e autumn-time has come; 
On woods that dream of bloom, 
And over purpling vines, 
The low sun fainter shines. 

The aster-flower is failing, 
The hazel's gold is paling; 
Yet overhead more near 
The eternal stars appear! 

And present gratitude 
Insures the future's good, 
And for the things I see 
I trust the things to be; 

That in the paths untrod, 
And the long days of God, 
My feet shall still be led, 
My heart be comforted. 

O living friends who love me! 
O dea...Read More

by Frost, Robert
...others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last long aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question 'Whither?'

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?...Read More

by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...floated in the sky
Writes a letter in my book.

Chide me not, laborious band,
For the idle flowers I brought;
Every aster in my hand
Goes home loaded with a thought.

There was never mystery,
But 'tis figured in the flowers,
Was never secret history,
But birds tell it in the bowers.

One harvest from thy field
Homeward brought the oxen strong;
A second crop thine acres yield,
Which I gather in a song....Read More

by Bryant, William Cullen
...rished long ago  
And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; 
But on the hill the goldenrod and the aster in the wood 15 
And the blue sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood  
Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven as falls the plague on men  
And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland glade and glen. 

And now when comes the calm mild day as still such days will come  
To call the squirrel and the bee from out their wi...Read More

by Roethke, Theodore
...once, by the garbage pail,
She looked so limp and bedraggled,
So foolish and trusting, like a sick poodle,
Or a wizened aster in late September,
I brought her back in again
For a new routine--
Vitamins, water, and whatever
Sustenance seemed sensible
At the time: she'd lived
So long on gin, bobbie pins, half-smoked cigars, dead beer,
Her shriveled petals falling
On the faded carpet, the stale
Steak grease stuck to her fuzzy leaves.
(Dried-out, she creaked like a tulip....Read More

by Alcott, Louisa May
...mall spot a continent 
And turned to poetry life's prose. 

"Haunting the hills, the stream, the wild, 
Swallow and aster, lake and pine, 
To him grew human or divine, 
Fit mates for this large-hearted child. 
Such homage Nature ne'er forgets, 
And yearly on the coverlid 
'Neath which her darling lieth hid 
Will write his name in violets. 

"To him no vain regrets belong 
Whose soul, that finer instrument, 
Gave to the world no poor lament, 
But wood-notes ever sw...Read More

by Bowers, Edgar
...l shapes enrich its massing. 

 Once I endured such gentle season. 
Blood-root, trillium, sweet flag, and swamp aster— 
 In their mild urgency, the reason 
Knew each and kept each chosen from disaster. 

 Now even dusk destroys; the bright 
Leucotho? dissolves before the eyes 
 And poised upon the reach of light 
Leaves only what no reasoning dare surmise. 

 Dim isolation holds the sense 
Of being, intimate as breathing; around, 
 Voices, unmeasured and inten...Read More

by Dickinson, Emily
...he shortest --
A little further on --
Nearest the door -- to wake the Ist --
Little Leontoden.

'Tis Iris, Sir, and Aster --
Anemone, and Bell --
Bartsia, in the blanket red --
And chubby Daffodil.

Meanwhile, at many cradles
Her busy foot she plied --
Humming the quaintest lullaby
That ever rocked a child.

Hush! Epigea wakens!
The Crocus stirs her lids --
Rhodora's cheek is crimson,
She's dreaming of the woods!

Then turning from them reverent --
Their bedtime '...Read More

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