Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD AGE ALONE, by EMILY RANDLE First Line: Resilient swallow-wings tonight have wound Last Line: Dreading the way those ominous wings have flown. Subject(s): Old Age | ||||||||
Resilient swallow-wings tonight have wound About the old home roof-tree many times, Their plumage rusty brown, and lost the rimes Of "Mother Goose" they used to sweep around; These urgent pinions occultly wheel near And scrape the brick on chimney tops until They swiveling descend, and yet are still Aloft -- Can it be ghosts of whirls I hear Sallying on premonitory feet That tread the solitude and frighten me At dead of night? Come quickly, dawn, delete This wraith with lustral beams; come goldenly To the dim corner where I sit alone Dreading the way those ominous wings have flown. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT EIGHTY I CHANGE MY VIEW by DAVID IGNATOW FAWN'S FOSTER-MOTHER by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE DEER LAY DOWN THEIR BONES by ROBINSON JEFFERS OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A WINTER ODE TO THE OLD MEN OF LUMMUS PARK, / MIAMI, FLORIDA by DONALD JUSTICE AFTER A LINE BY JOHN PEALE BISHOP by DONALD JUSTICE TO HER BODY, AGAINST TIME by ROBERT KELLY SONG FROM A COUNTRY FAIR by LEONIE ADAMS |
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