Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REVISITING, by BURGES JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: If one clear road you cannot find Last Line: The rising turmoil in your breast. Subject(s): Change; Childhood Memories; Past | ||||||||
If one clear road you cannot find, Since they two laid their scepters down, Some fainter paths there are that wind Through valleys to a far-off town, Where many dear-remembered things Call childhood back on certain wings. That wall you climbed with all your might, The while you tore your stocking knees, Has shrunk to such a puny height You mount upon its crest with ease. The tree that was too thick to "shin" By some odd means has gotten thin. That vast expanse you scanned with care, Then crossed with frightened hurrying feet Lest traffic overtake you there, Is now a quiet village street. Each doorway wide and gatepost high Seem smaller to your startled eye. Old friends that pass look up to smile, Who used to greet you smiling down; A magic spell, in this long while, Has somehow fallen on the town. Yet strange! You seem to be again As small a boy as you were then. The little tree that once was tall, The quiet street that stirred your fears; Your little boyhood's kingdom small Have drawn you backward through the years. And some old teacher's kindly tone Belies his words"How you have grown!" The winding path to boyhood days Is sometimes very hard to find; And yet you trod it when your gaze Survey old scenes long left behind. While strangers, passing, never guessed The rising turmoil in your breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FERGUS FALLING by GALWAY KINNELL A TIME PAST by DENISE LEVERTOV LAST THINGS by WILLIAM MEREDITH CHRISTMAS TREE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS THIS MORNING, GOD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A BABY AT THE PARTY by BURGES JOHNSON |
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