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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MISSION BEACH, by WINIFRED DAVIDSON First Line: Of old it lay without a name - unplaced Last Line: To dedicate today joy's high event. Subject(s): Seashore; Time; Beach; Coast; Shore | |||
Of old it lay without a name -- unplaced -- Vast home for pelicans and gulls and loons. Down every wind went drifting wide white dunes Which every other shifting wind effaced. What ages, who shall say, its high tides laced Thin ribbons of gray spume, while afternoons Wore lazily to sunsets; and while ancient moons Arose and set above this empty space? Here marked perhaps some wanderer's camping ground; Here stood perhaps some hermit fisher's tent, I know that silence reigned world-old, profound, While Time upon long weary circuits went. Now hark! A thousand thousand cries resound To dedicate today Joy's high event. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEASHORE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS EASTERN LONG ISLAND by MARVIN BELL THE WIND IS BLOWING WEST by JOSEPH CERAVOLO IF SOMETHING SHOULD HAPPEN by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER EMPTIES INTO THE GULF by LUCILLE CLIFTON GEOGRAPHY AS WARNING by MADELINE DEFREES POWER FAILURE by MADELINE DEFREES APRIL AFTERNOON, POINT LOMA (1769) by WINIFRED DAVIDSON |
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