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Joyce Kilmer - Alarm Clocks

When Dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm
Across green fields and yellow hills of hay
The little twittering birds laugh in his way
And poise triumphant on his shining arm.
He bears a sword of flame but not to harm
The wakened life that feels his quickening sway
And barnyard voices shrilling "It is day!"
Take by his grace a new and alien charm.
But in the city, like a wounded thing
That limps to cover from the angry chase,
He steals down streets where sickly arc-lights sing,
And wanly mock his young and shameful face;
And tiny gongs with cruel fervor ring
In many a high and dreary sleeping place.

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Poet: Joyce Kilmer
Poem: 30. Alarm Clocks
Volume: Trees and Other Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1914
Poem of the Day: May 6 2009

Comment 1 of 1, added on January 3rd, 2005 at 11:17 AM.

I memorized the Alarm Clocks poem by Joyce Kilmer and would like a better understanding of what it means. Thank You

Jenna from United States

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