by Helen Maria Hunt Jackson (1830 - 1886)
Poppies on the wheat
Language: English
Along Ancona's hills the shimmering heat, A tropic tide of air with ebb and flow Bathes all the fields of wheat until they glow Like flashing seas of green, which toss and beat Around the vines. The poppies lithe and fleet Seem running, fiery torchmen, to and fro To mark the shore. The farmer does not know That they are there. He walks with heavy feet, Counting the bread and wine by autumn's gain, But I, -- I smile to think that days remain Perhaps to me in which, though bread be sweet No more, and red wine warm my blood in vain, I shall be glad remembering how the fleet, Lithe poppies ran like torchmen with the wheat.
Authorship:
- by Helen Maria Hunt Jackson (1830 - 1886), "Poppies on the wheat", appears in Poems, first published 1892 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Jeffrey Ryan , "Poppies on the wheat", 1997 [soprano and piano], from Found frozen, no. 2. [text not verified]
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This text was added to the website: 2009-02-09
Line count: 15
Word count: 118