Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MAGIC TOURS, by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN First Line: I hear the far-off whistle of a train Last Line: Because a train has whistled on the track. Subject(s): Railroads; Rome, Italy; Tourists; Travel; Railways; Trains; Journeys; Trips | ||||||||
I hear the far-off whistle of a train, And distant scenes again my mind enchain. Once more I find myself in canyons, cool, With restive trout immured in every pool; Or, standing, clear, on far Tibetan heights, I feel, anew, the lure of mystic nights; Enchanting views return to thrill my soul. Again the deep Pacific's breakers roll And cast their wanton wreckage at my feet; I sense her waters' rhythmic throb and beat. Long camel-caravans, slow-paced and grey, Among the shifting sand dunes wind their way, One magic day. The marvels of St. Peter's dome And all the crumbling crypts of ancient Rome Invite my soul. ... All this comes swiftly back Because a train has whistled on the track. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES TO H. B. (WITH A BOOK OF VERSE) by MAURICE BARING BALLADE OF MID-WINTER NIGHTS by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN |
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