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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG OF THE MOON, by CLAUDE MCKAY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The moonlight breaks upon the city's domes Last Line: To drink your wine mixed with sweet drafts of dews. Alternate Author Name(s): Edwards, Eli Subject(s): Moon | |||
The moonlight breaks upon the city's domes, And falls along cemented steel and stone, Upon the grayness of a million homes, Lugubrious in unchanging monotone. Upon the clothes behind the tenement, That hang like ghosts suspended from the lines, Linking each flat to each indifferent, Incongruous and strange the moonlight shines. There is no magic from your presence here, Ho, moon, sad moon, tuck up your trailing robe, Whose silver seems antique and so severe Against the glow of one electric globe. Go spill your beauty on the laughing faces Of happy flowers that bloom a thousand hues, Waiting on tiptoe in the wilding spaces, To drink your wine mixed with sweet drafts of dews. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN THE MOON AND THE SPECTATOR by LEONIE ADAMS FULL MOON by KARLE WILSON BAKER NO MORE OF THE MOON by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP THE DEPARTURE by DENISE LEVERTOV THE MOON IN GREECE by TIMOTHY LIU |
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