Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE WINDS OF LUXOR, by ROBERT CLAY



Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

THE WINDS OF LUXOR, by                    
First Line: The winds of luxor fiercely blow,
Last Line: Into the dust of lost renown!
Subject(s): Egypt; Luxor, Egypt


The winds of Luxor fiercely blow
Against my cheeks the dust of kings,
Egyptians of the long ago,
Pharaohs, and serfs, the overflow
And undertow of centuries --
Dust, dust, dust.
The dust of crowns and dust of wings
Blown from the Valley of the Kings.

The columns wise with hieroglyphs --
The hypostyle, the pillared state;
Dromos of sphinxes; monoliths;
Kings, and divinities, and myths;
Rameses, and Tut-Ankh-Amen . . .
Dust, dust, dust . . .
Thothmes, and Seti . . . Shishak . . . all
Less than a crumbling ruined wall!

Temples, and obelisks, and gems;
Pylons, and bones, and Libyan sands;
Sculptures and precious diadems;
Great courts, and chariots, and stems
Of rose and lotus strew the years . . .
Dust, dust, dust.
The winds of Luxor stifle me . . .
I faint, I fall, I cease to be.

Across the moonlight of our lawn
Resound the Luxor winds, and now
The mountain ash trees, red with dawn,
Lisping with waxwings, both are gone,
And hills in desert storms arise --
Dust, dust, dust.
The winds of Luxor bear me down
Into the dust of lost renown!





Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!


Other Poems of Interest...



Home: PoetryExplorer.net