Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STORM-WAVES AND FOG ON DORR'S POINT, BAR HARBOR, by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL Poet's Biography First Line: The fog's gray curtain round me draws Last Line: And then no more. Subject(s): Fog; Harbors; Sea; Storms; Waves; Haze; Ocean | ||||||||
THE fog's gray curtain round me draws, And leaves no world to me Save this swift drama of the stirred And restless sea. Forth of the shrouding fog they roll, As from a viewless world, Leap spectral white, and, pausing, break, In thunder hurled. Ever they climb and cling anew, Slide from the smooth rock wall, With thin white fingers grip the weeds And seaward crawl. In rhythmic rote o'er shivering sands They glide adown the shore With murmurous whispering of "Hush!" And then no more. | 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 A DECANTER OF MADEIRA, AGED 86, TO GEORGE BANCROFT, AGED 86 by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL HOW THE CUMBERLAND WENT DOWN [MARCH 8, 1862] by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL |
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