Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRAVELED, by LUCY LOUISE HATCHER First Line: I've seen the blue of italian skies Last Line: Though I've remained at home. Subject(s): Home; Travel; Journeys; Trips | ||||||||
I've seen the blue of Italian skies, And golden about imperial Rome, The light that softly fades and softer dies, Though I've remained at home. "There, Marie, you may sit just there And make your map and do your sums, While I mend this frock for you to wear. Ah, how blue your eyes, how blue! Move a bit, Marie, -- just so. The light that comes Through the windowpane, making gold your hair, Falls soft and softer over you. "Your map is done? And your sums are too? So is the frock with its jagged tear -- All mended neat and ready for you. You would like to know as I sat sewing here Why I spoke of gold in the light on your hair, And said that your eyes are Italian blue? Ah, home-biding mothers will chatter, my dear." I've seen the blue of Italian skies, And golden about imperial Rome, The light that softly fades and softer dies, Though I've remained at home. | 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 ZEBRA IN THE PUBLIC ZOO by LUCY LOUISE HATCHER |
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