Aftermath

Aftermath by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

After the summer mowing, with birds flown, leaves scattered and snow falling, the speaker describes mowing the fields again. This second harvest contains weed-mired grass and tangled tufts from marshes and meadows rather than fresh flowers or clover bloom.

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Nature Poetry, Seasonal Poetry · 132 words

First lines

When the summer fields are mown, / When the birds are fledged and flown, / And the dry leaves strew the path; / With the falling of the snow, / With the cawing of the crow, / Once again the fields we mow / And gather in the aftermath.

Not the sweet, new grass with flowers / Is this harvesting of ours; / Not the upland clover bloom; / But the rowen mired with weeds, / Tangled tufts from marsh and meads, / Where the poppy drops its seeds / In the silence and the gloom.

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second harvest · mowing · seasonal change · meadows · weeds · snow

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