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Something Told the Wild Geese
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Rachel Field


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Something told the wild geese
It was time to go,
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered, "snow."

Leaves were green and stirring,
Berries, luster-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned, "frost."

All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spice,
But each wild breast stiffened
At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly,
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.

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Rachel Field (1894 - 1942) was a novelist, children’s book author, playwright, and poet. Born in New York City, she was the first woman to win the Newbery Award for outstanding children’s fiction. Rachel’s best-known work was probably her novel, All This And Heaven Too, which was made into a film starring Bette Davis.

 


Post New Comment:
Buckner14:
I emember reading Rachel Fields' ork when I was a child, and l loving it. Now I read this and know why--she should be re-discovered...widely.
Posted 10/17/2010 07:36 PM
Julianne Carlile:
This is my kind of poem.
Posted 10/15/2010 03:20 PM
dotief@comcast.net:
The lake near my house has been home to some Canadian geese. They flew off in a hurry this morning--the weather being a bit brisk for Florida (maybe 65), but still, I wonder where they will go from here. Love the poem.
Posted 10/15/2010 09:58 AM


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