Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DREAMER, by BEATRICE RAW First Line: Let the brave soul boldly go Last Line: From tempests of reality. Subject(s): Dreams; Reality; Soul; Nightmares | ||||||||
Let the brave soul boldly go Naked in the sleet and snow, Casting all bright dreams aside, I have no such iron pride. I must dream and I must weave Jeweled bits of make-believe, Little tents to shelter me From tempests of reality. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN VARIATIONS: 18 by CONRAD AIKEN LIVE IT THROUGH by DAVID IGNATOW A DREAM OF GAMES by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL APOLOGY FOR BAD DREAMS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GIVE YOUR WISH LIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS TO THE MARTYRED by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: TENNESSEE CLAFLIN SHOPE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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