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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REQUEST, by FLORA J. ARNSTEIN First Line: This is the granite me Last Line: Your unencumbered anonymity. | |||
This is the granite me: These stript bones, These polished struts and knobs, The wrist and knees' precise articulation, The skull's cool edifice -- These, the outlasting me; While the swift nerves, Bearers of rapture, of electric pain, Tuned to a thousand subtleties, These and the procreant brain Share the mortality of froth on waves. Therefore, persistent skeleton, Impervious and changeless, I, integral, unique and perishable, Do hereby abdicate, bequeath to you What is already yours; your sovereign prize Your unencumbered anonymity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHALL I SAY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE SEASONS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE WALKING MAN OF RODIN by CARL SANDBURG THE CENSUS-TAKER by ROBERT FROST THE RIVER OF LIFE by THOMAS CAMPBELL DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 5. THE STEVEDORES by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER SPRING QUIET by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE TENT ON THE BEACH: 2. THE WRECK OF RIVERMOUTH by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |
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