Classic and Contemporary Poetry
APHRODITE, by EDITH WILLIS LINN First Line: Pause age-old search for aphrodite, white Last Line: To those who do not live by bread alone. Subject(s): Aphrodite; Mythology - Classical; Night; Sea; Sleep; Bedtime; Ocean | ||||||||
Pause age-old search for Aphrodite, white As purity. Begot of ocean's foam, Beside this stream at twilight's purple gloam She sleeps beneath the spangled roof of night Waking to robe herself in ceruse light When young Apollo and the muses come Driving the shadow-hosts of Hades home Across dim hills of rose and malachite. Her slippered feet sound in the symphony Of water moving on moss-covered stone, Her voice the stream's insistent undertone, Illusive echo of far distant sea That gave her birth, white Aphrodite known To those who do not live by bread alone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HALL OF OCEAN LIFE by JOHN HOLLANDER JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE FIGUREHEAD by LEONIE ADAMS |
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