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Famous Planting Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Hardy, Thomas
..."Ah, are you digging on my grave, 
My loved one? -- planting rue?" 
-- "No: yesterday he went to wed 
One of the brightest wealth has bred. 
'It cannot hurt her now,' he said, 
'That I should not be true.'" 

"Then who is digging on my grave, 
My nearest dearest kin?" 
-- "Ah, no: they sit and think, 'What use! 
What good will planting flowers produce? 
No tendance of her mound can loose 
Her spirit f...Read more of this...



by Butler, Ellis Parker
...Strange, is it not? She was making her garden,
 Planting the old-fashioned flowers that day—
Bleeding-hearts tender and bachelors-buttons—
 Spreading the seeds in the old-fashioned way.

Just in the old fashioned way, too, our quarrel
 Grew until, angrily, she set me free—
Planting, indeed, bleeding hearts for the two of us,—
 Ordaining bachelor’s buttons for me.

Envoi

Strange, was it not? But s...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...angelic lights again;And I, though but of wax, turn to their flame,Planting my mind's best aimWhere less the watch o'er what I love is sure:As birds i' th' wild wood green,Where less they fear, will sooner take the lure,So on her lovely mien,Now one and now another look I turn,Read more of this...

by Bowers, Edgar
...ias between the rows;
The greenhouse by the rock wall, used for cuttings
In late spring, frames to grow them strong for planting
Through winter into summer. Early one morning
Mort called out, lying helpless by the bridge.
His ashes we let drift where the magnolia
We planted as a stem divides the path
The others lie, too young, at Silver Hill,
Except my mother. Ninety-five, she lives
Three thousand miles away, beside the bare
Pacific, in rooms that overlook the Mis...Read more of this...

by Berry, Wendell
...Planting trees early in spring,
we make a place for birds to sing
in time to come. How do we know?
They are singing here now.
There is no other guarantee
that singing will ever be....Read more of this...



by Issa, Kobayashi
...In the thicket's shade
a woman by herself
singing the rice-planting song....Read more of this...

by García Lorca, Federico
...will have sweet mists and deep shores, 
to take the body of Ignacio where it looses itself 
without hearing the double planting of the bulls. 

Loses itself in the round bull ring of the moon 
which feigns in its youth a sad quiet bull, 
loses itself in the night without song of fishes 
and in the white thicket of frozen smoke. 

I don't want to cover his face with handkerchiefs 
that he may get used to the death he carries. 
Go, Ignacio, feel not the hot bellowi...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...s
 romanza;)

All enjoyments and properties, and money, and whatever money will buy, 
The best farms—others toiling and planting, and he unavoidably reaps, 
The noblest and costliest cities—others grading and building, and he domiciles there;
Nothing for any one, but what is for him—near and far are for him, the ships in the
 offing, 
The perpetual shows and marches on land, are for him, if they are for any body. 

He puts things in their attitudes; 
He puts to-day out of...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...to whom?

XXXI.

I, that have haunted the dim San Spirito,
(Or was it rather the Ognissanti?)
Patient on altar-step planting a weary toe!
Nay, I shall have it yet! _Detur amanti!_
My Koh-i-noor-or (if that's a platitude)
Jewel of Giamschid, the Persian Sofi's eye
So, in anticipative gratitude,
What if I take up my hope and prophesy?

XXXII.

When the hour grows ripe, and a certain dotard
Is pitched, no parcel that needs invoicing,
To the worse side of the Mont Saint G...Read more of this...

by Levine, Philip
...ed, and decided the time
had come to mature. How else can I explain
voting for Adlai Stevenson once and once
again, planting a lemon tree in hard pan,
loaning my Charlie Parker 78s
to an out-of-work actor, eating pork loin
barbecued on Passover, tangoing
perfectly without music even with you?...Read more of this...

by Brautigan, Richard
...r>

 And the weeds grew into the kale.

 Twenty years after Mr. Hayman's death, some fish and

game people were planting trout in the streams around there.

"Might as well put some here, " one of the men said.

"Sure, " the other one said.

 They dumped a can full of trout in the creek and no sooner

had the trout touched the water, than they turned their white

bellies up and floated dead down the creek.








TROUT DEATH BY PORT WINE





It was no...Read more of this...

by Cullen, Countee
...ulent fairies be;
Dame Poverty gave me my name,
And Pain godfathered me.
For I was born on Saturday--
"Bad time for planting a seed,"
Was all my father had to say,
And, "One mouth more to feed."
Death cut the strings that gave me life,
And handed me to Sorrow,
The only kind of middle wife
My folks could beg or borrow....Read more of this...

by Wei, Wang
...ke his left arm like an osier. 
He is sometimes at the road-side selling melons from his garden, 
He is sometimes planting willows round his hermitage. 
His lonely lane is shut away by a dense grove, 
His vacant window looks upon the far cold mountains 
But, if he prayed, the waters would come gushing for his men 
And never would he wanton his cause away with wine. 
...War-clouds are spreading, under the Helan Range; 
Back and forth, day and ni...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...
Of holy Truth from Falsehood born! 
Of Heaven refreshed by airs from Hell! 
Of Virtue in the arms of Vice! 
Of Demons planting Paradise! 

Rail on, then, brethren of the South, 
Ye shall not hear the truth the less; 
No seal is on the Yankee's mouth, 
No fetter on the Yankee's press! 
From our Green Mountains to the sea, 
One voice shall thunder, We are free!...Read more of this...

by Stevens, Wallace
...misphere. 
331 The man in Georgia waking among pines 
332 Should be pine-spokesman. The responsive man, 
333 Planting his pristine cores in Florida, 
334 Should prick thereof, not on the psaltery, 
335 But on the banjo's categorical gut, 
336 Tuck tuck, while the flamingos flapped his bays. 
337 Sepulchral se?ors, bibbing pale mescal, 
338 Oblivious to the Aztec almanacs, 
339 Should make the intricate Sierra scan. 
340 And dark Brazilians in their c...Read more of this...

by Benet, Stephen Vincent
...(A Virginia Legend.) 

The Planting of the Hemp.

Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas 
(Black is the gap below the plank) 
From the Great North Bank to the Caribbees 
(Down by the marsh the hemp grows rank). 

His fear was on the seaport towns, 
The weight of his hand held hard the downs. 
And the merchants cursed him, bitter and black, 
For a red flame in the sea-fog's w...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...saw that woman's face,
Its calm simplicity of grace,
Our Italy's own attitude
In which she walked thus far, and stood,
Planting each naked foot so firm,
To crush the snake and spare the worm— 
At first sight of her eyes, I said,
"I am that man upon whose head
They fix the price, because I hate
The Austrians over us: the State
Will give you gold—oh, gold so much,
If you betray me to their clutch!
And be your death, for aught I know,
If once they find you saved their foe.
...Read more of this...

by Atwood, Margaret
...u can't breathe.

No, they whisper. You own nothing.
You were a visitor, time after time
climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.
We never belonged to you.
You never found us.
It was always the other way round....Read more of this...

by Bryant, William Cullen
...
A poet of the land was he, 
Born in the rude but good old times; 
'T is said he made some quaint old rhymes 80 
On planting the apple-tree.  ...Read more of this...

by Piercy, Marge
...his is how we are going to live for a long time: not always,
for every gardener knows that after the digging, after
the planting,
after the long season of tending and growth, the harvest comes....Read more of this...

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