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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOLLYWOOD NOCTURNE, by JANE BOWER First Line: The tired boulevard Last Line: So young -- is old. Subject(s): Hollywood, California | |||
The tired boulevard, Dozing and off its guard, Slips from its boots that creak with polishing And rests its feet on the knees of the quiet hour -- Shifts the weight of its too important cloak And lets its shoulders droop in the dark. No challenge at the crossing, Only a sleepy wink that seems to say -- "Take over, it has been a heavy day." And then the turning upward toward the hills, Into the fragrance of the woody road -- Here trees have spread their boughs To catch the night, and hold its secret In their certain strength. They have not wearied in these hundred years -- And in the light Of the soft dark night, Only the boulevard -- so bold -- So young -- is old. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POSTMASTER-GENERAL WILL HAYS ENTERS INTO HOLLYWOOD by STODDARD KING GROWING UP IN HOLLYWOOD, 1939-1957 by STEPHEN BEAL SHAPE OF THE STAR by CHARLES BUKOWSKI AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MUSIC AND MEMORY by JOHN ALBEE THE VANISHING BOAT by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE A DREAM, AFTER READING DANTE'S EPISODE OF PAULO & FRANCESCA by JOHN KEATS A BALLAD OF THE FRENCH FLEET; OCTOBER, 1746 by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |
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