John B. Tabb Home Poems Poets John B. Tabb Poems October by John B. Tabb Behold, the fleeting swallow Forsakes the frosty air; The Shower by John B. Tabb Against the royal Blue, A Mist rebellious flew— The Time-Brood by John B. Tabb I wonder how the mother-Hour Can feed each hungry Minute, The Pine-Tree by John B. Tabb With whispers of futurity And echoes of the past,