Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SOUTHWEST, by IRIS ELIZABETH SPARKS First Line: There lies a fabulous splendor in this land Last Line: The vast and ancient beauty of this land. Subject(s): West (u.s.); Southwest; Pacific States | ||||||||
There lies a fabulous splendor in this land, A richness visible and beyond compare. I, who wander through it with outstretched, barren hand, Keep bare my head in bright and glittering air. A sojourn ... My years are spent In gleaming walls of light, mirage, and cloud. I know the wings of thunderous birds, Of thunderous drums, most loud. I carve in patience of the will and hand The vast and ancient beauty of this land. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WESTERN WAGONS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET DRIVING WEST IN 1970 by ROBERT BLY IN THE HELLGATE WIND by MADELINE DEFREES A PERIOD PORTRAIT OF SYMPATHY by EDWARD DORN ASSORTED COMPLIMENTS by EDWARD DORN AT THE COWBOY PANEL by EDWARD DORN BLACK TREES ON A MISTY DAY by IRIS ELIZABETH SPARKS |
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