Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AIRPORT, EVENING, by JESSIE YOUNG NORTON First Line: The looms of twilight weave across the west Last Line: We find it hard to travel roads of clay! Subject(s): Air Travel | ||||||||
The looms of twilight weave across the west A web that soon will blanket all with night; A crescent moon swings out and comes to rest Beyond the flashing crimson pilot-light. This is the harbor of the unafraid, Remote from all the other marts of man; Here are the argosies of air, arrayed With all the glamour of a caravan. They are the conquerors of time and sky -- We are the earth-bound, though with straining wings We hold our heart against the poignant cry Of wind and stars beyond imaginings. When it is time to turn our steps away We find it hard to travel roads of clay! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEAR THE AIRPORT by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ODE TO THE AIR TRAFFIC CONTROLLER by JOSHUA BECKMAN TAKE-OFF OVER KANSAS by JOHN CIARDI ABANDONED MARBLE QUARRY by JESSIE YOUNG NORTON |
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