Summer of Love

Chapter 37: THE GRASS IN MADISON SQUARE

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A compact collection of lyrical poems that celebrates romantic devotion, natural imagery, and spiritual yearning, blending playful fairyland pieces, meditative prayers, and occasional urban portraits. The poet favors traditional verse forms such as villanelles and ballades and mixes classical and religious allusion with sensuous descriptions of gardens, moonlight, and birds. Short narrative ballads and elegiac tributes alternate with intimate love lyrics, producing a varied but unified mood of ardor, reverence, and pastoral charm.

THE GRASS IN MADISON SQUARE

The pleasant turf is dried and marred and seared,

The grass is dead.

No soft green shoot, by rain and sunshine reared,

Lifts up its head.

I think the grass that made the park so gay

In early spring

Now decks the lawns of Heaven where babies play

And dance and sing.

And poor old vagabonds who now have left

The dusty street,

Find fields of which they were in life bereft,

Beneath their feet.