Photo by Gmihail‘Boast of the Poplar’ and Other Poetry by Alec Ream The Society October 11, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 3 Comments . . Boast of the Poplar My common green I turn to gold, As Summer’s steaming, burning hold is broke, unseemly in July, At the close to mollify. I the Poplar; broad my graft, I see afar: afore and aft, Uncloke my leaves at August crest, In golden sheaves I thump my chest. . . The Winner Above the strand, engrossed in thought Upon the sand, alone, untaught Untold was seen of motion still Of old, an ocean scene of chill And in the quiet, words were forged None of riot, none were charged All of peace, and rest and sun Ceasing all, his quest he won. . . Autumn Pumpkins Green and gold the pumpkins grew, Dark with Early Autumn dew, Beneath a new September sky: August – minted, cool and dry. . . Alec Ream is a writer living in Virginia. His poetic work and creative fiction have been widely published. A member of the Demosthenian Literary Society at UGA, he wrote on Lookout Mountain, and continued to write, lecture and work for Delta Kappa Epsilon HQ. He was first published reading to the pledge class of Michigan DKE, in Ann Arbor in 2008. Recently, his poem Green Fire was read at the Washington Literary Society & Debating Union at UVA. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. ***Read Our Comments Policy Here*** 3 Responses Neal October 12, 2017 Great photos, nice setting. Thanks. Reply Satyananda Sarangi October 13, 2017 Hello sir, As always, these poems are lovely in their own way with a magnificent flow. Regards Reply Neal November 13, 2017 thanks S2 – appreciate the read and the kind remarks Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Satyananda Sarangi October 13, 2017 Hello sir, As always, these poems are lovely in their own way with a magnificent flow. Regards Reply