Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HARBOR, by JOSEPHINE PINCKNEY First Line: Boatlights are clustered on the smooth blackness Last Line: Refugees from too great beauty. Subject(s): Harbors | ||||||||
Boatlights are clustered on the smooth blackness Like water-lilies, With long, gold stems of reflections; Stillness hangs Like a shell Over dark water long enchanted, Except where the ships of war stand off the fort Invisible And sound faint broken warnings. The Captain's barge leaves for town, And the rat-tat-tat of the motor floats over As though a gnome drummer rolled his mimic drum. Then four bells, sweet, and slow and far, And two bugle notes blown long and low. An opening marigold The moon comes up, Soars changing to pale, lustrous gold And nightlong pours a cool, blue light On the June sultriness. Suddenly the crowds Drifting along the water front Can bear it no longer, They stir and turn homeward, clinging together, Refugees from too great beauty. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LEAVING THE HARBOR by LOUIS UNTERMEYER ON THIS ISLAND by WYSTAN HUGH AUDEN THE LONG WHITE SEAM by JEAN INGELOW THE PENDULUM by JURGIS BALTRUSHAITIS SAN FRANCISCO HARBOR by NANCY BUCKLEY HAWAII BOUND: 2. POETRY by OLIVER MURRAY EDWARDS ON THE BAY by RICHARD WATSON GILDER IN HARBOR (ST. JOHN'S, NEWFOUNDLAND) by ALEXANDER KINMAN LAING DEAD POET by JOSEPHINE PINCKNEY |
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