Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BY THE CH'EN GATE, by CALE YOUNG RICE Poet's Biography First Line: At dusk as wild geese winged their aery way Last Line: But through me rang the name of kubla khan. Subject(s): Deserts; Dreams; Dusk; Food & Eating; Tibet; Nightmares | ||||||||
At dusk as wild geese winged their aery way Upon the sunset over proud Peking, To where, darker than jade, the mountains lay, Set in the misty gold of dying day, I stood upon the mighty Tartar wall By the great-towered gate, the Ch'en, and felt The yellow myriads move to it and melt, As in some opiate's sleep imagining. And slowly through there came a caravan Of swinging camels out of far Thibet, Upon their tawny flanks the foam still wet And in their eyes the desert's ancient span. What dreams they bore to me I now forget, But through me rang the name of Kubla Khan. | 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 A CHARM TO BRING CHILDREN (EGYPT, A.D. 100) by CALE YOUNG RICE |
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