|
|
|
|
Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A MAINE COAST, by FLORA MARION LOUGEE First Line: Whirling, swirling, seething mist Last Line: Till dreams and realities blur. Alternate Author Name(s): Lougee, F. Marion Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness | |||
Whirling, swirling, seething mist, Lapped up out of the sea, Drips from the foam-flecked jaws of the cliffs And spills over ledge and lea; Seeping, creeping in from the coast, Sponging all landmarks away, Wrapping the earth in a soft, gray veil That screens out the light of day. Strange phantoms loom and disappear; The mist shuts in once more. The only sound is the fog horn's boom As it quivers along the shore. Then follows a silence so intense That every thought is a cry; And even the vaguest emotion felt Is like an audible sigh. The soul, marooned by the engulfing fog, Remote from human strife, Is keenly aware of its entity; New longings stir to life. Concealing, revealing, fusing fog Clings to earth like a burr; Surging, merging everything Till dreams and realities blur. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES |
| |