Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE CONDOUR, by EDNA WORTHLEY UNDERWOOD First Line: Poised there against the cliffs no one can say Last Line: Unloved lone watcher of eternity. Subject(s): Birds; Future Life; Retribution; Eternity; After Life | ||||||||
Poised there against the cliffs no one can say Which is thy feathered self and which the stone, So harsh the outline, greyed, scarred, sad, so lone, Devoid of grace and sweetness, color play, As stern a substance of the air as they; Cruel tentacles thy claws are, carved of bone, Black deeps within thine eyes where old winds moan, And bitter sun-flecks sting a barren day. None take thy gaunt and flesh streaked wings for flowers Which float in rippling rainbows of delight O'er happy gardens of the bird and bee. For thee no fleeting joys few, fragrant hours, But only deathless things -- space -- stars -- the heights -- Unloved lone watcher of eternity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IKON: THE HARROWING OF HELL by DENISE LEVERTOV LEEK STREET by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR UNABLE TO FIND by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS 3 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS: 1 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS: 2 by HAYDEN CARRUTH WRITING IN THE AFTERLIFE by BILLY COLLINS PRAIRIE TREMBLANTE by EDNA WORTHLEY UNDERWOOD |
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