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Under the Tree
Under the Tree
Under the Tree
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Under the Tree

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Under the Tree is a collection of poems about country life and the sweet, lovely comforts of simpler things like going to school or milking a cow. Excerpt: "I saw a shadow on the ground And heard a bluejay going by; A shadow went across the ground, And I looked up and saw the sky. It hung up on the poplar tree, But while I looked it did not stay; It gave a tiny sort of jerk And moved a little bit away."
LanguageEnglish
PublisherGood Press
Release dateDec 9, 2019
ISBN4064066241100
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Elizabeth Madox Roberts

Elizabeth Madox Roberts was a novelist and poet, primarily known for her novels and stories set in central Kentucky’s Washington County, including The Time of Man (1926), The Great Meadow (1930), and A Buried Treasure (1931). Roberts was awarded several major prizes during her career, including the John Reed Memorial Prize in 1928, an O. Henry Award in 1930, and a Poetry Society of South Carolina prize in 1931. The Time of Man was nominated for the Pulitzer Prize in 1926, and The Great Meadow was nominated for the same award in 1930.

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    Under the Tree - Elizabeth Madox Roberts

    Elizabeth Madox Roberts

    Under the Tree

    Published by Good Press, 2019

    goodpress@okpublishing.info

    EAN 4064066241100

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    THE SKY

    I saw a shadow on the ground

    And heard a bluejay going by;

    A shadow went across the ground,

    And I looked up and saw the sky.

    It hung up on the poplar tree,

    But while I looked it did not stay;

    It gave a tiny sort of jerk

    And moved a little bit away.

    And farther on and farther on

    It moved and never seemed to stop.

    I think it must be tied with chains

    And something pulls it from the top.

    It never has come down again,

    And every time I look to see,

    The sky is always slipping back

    And getting far away from me.

    THE CORNFIELD

    I went across the pasture lot

    When not a one was watching me.

    Away beyond the cattle barns

    I climbed a little crooked tree.

    And I could look down on the field

    And see the corn and how it grows

    Across the world and up and down

    In very straight and even rows.

    And far away and far away—

    I wonder if the farmer man

    Knows all about the corn and how

    It comes together like a fan.

    MILKING TIME

    When supper time is almost come,

    But not quite here, I cannot wait,

    And so I take my china mug

    And go down by the milking gate.

    The cow is always eating shucks

    And spilling off the little silk.

    Her purple eyes are big and soft—

    She always smells like milk.

    And Father takes my mug from me,

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