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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ASHES, by CATHERINE BRADSHAW First Line: The roaring fury of the flaming darts Last Line: A moment: neither flame nor smoke remains. | |||
The roaring fury of the flaming darts That vainly leap to stretch into the sky Hurl forth thick clouds of acrid smoke in wrath To rise as towering columns in the blue. A moment: neither flame nor smoke remains. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAD WIND by CATHERINE BRADSHAW ON A LADY SINGING by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE PRAYER PERFECT by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY CASSANDRA SOUTHWICK; 1658 by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER TO TWO BEREAVED by THOMAS ASHE TO THE OREGON ROBIN by JOHN BURROUGHS A THANKSGIVING by BLISS CARMAN HOW GIRL WAS TOO RECKLESS OF GRAMMAR by GUY WETMORE CARRYL |
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