Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EUTERPE, by RAY CLARKE ROSE First Line: Muse of the mystic flute and purling stream Last Line: That speaks the tempest or the lisping flower. Subject(s): Birds; Euterpe (goddess); Goddesses & Gods; Mythology; Nature | ||||||||
Muse of the mystic flute and purling stream, In nature's fairest summer garlands drest, I saw a wild bird resting on thy breast A wan dove, crooning in a midday dream; So strangely sweet the song, I knew its theme Was mother-love within a downy nest; And then I knew it mocked the tenderest Of all thy golden bursts of song supreme. I saw two lordly stags in deathful fight; The rasp of clashing antlers, and the cries Of rage for conquest shuddered to the skies A grand, primeval anthem voicing Might; And then, O muse! I bowed before thy power That speaks the tempest or the lisping flower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTERRUPTED MEDITATION by ROBERT HASS TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN LET US GATHER IN A FLOURISHING WAY by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA IN MICHAEL ROBINS?ÇÖS CLASS MINUS ONE by HICOK. BOB BREADTH. CIRCLE. DESERT. MONARCH. MONTH. WISDOM by JOHN HOLLANDER VARIATIONS: 16 by CONRAD AIKEN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN A BACHELOR'S VALENTINE by RAY CLARKE ROSE |
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