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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COLONIAL SET, by ALFRED GOLDSWORTHY BAILEY First Line: That wolf, shivering by the palisade Last Line: Attain a brittle silence. Subject(s): Colonialism; French & Indian Wars; Longing | |||
That wolf, shivering by the palisade, nosed the footprints of a hard winter, grew thin. The Indians are fighting drunk. The Frenchmen keep the squaws. "How I long to be in Normandy. The carriages are waiting at the door. The ladies lie in laces at the fête, Festin à tout manger to gobble up the choicest viands of the cuisinier," the water murmured, beating its breasts shapelessly on the shore. A cold agony kept pace with the storm, keeping the temper of the waves leashed, towering with destination in the northeast, beating away warm blood from the heart's core, checking the arteries, clogging the burden of the veins, congealing stagnant lusts in an inland pool. Animalculae shrivel and die in their sacks. The beaver cowers in his dam. The caribou snorts frostily. Hoofs clatter on the ice-pack. The rampikes of the forest attain a brittle silence. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ABOARD! ABOARD! by DONALD JUSTICE CHANEL NO. 5 by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR UNABLE TO FIND by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE WOMEN WITH FABLED HAIR by MADELINE DEFREES WE WHO WERE EXECUTED by FAIZ AHMED FAIZ SHE WRITES TO THE MAN WHO WRITES OF HER IN HIS POEMS by LINDA GREGG IDEOGRAM by ALFRED GOLDSWORTHY BAILEY |
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