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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LENTO, by DOROTHY MARIE DAVIS First Line: I will not shrink, knowing sweet seas of grain Last Line: Nor seal me from them in dead solitude. | |||
I will not shrink, knowing sweet seas of grain, To hold grass in my arms some long last sleep. I who have loved the fierce wind-mounted rain On rattling tile will never lie too deep To hear and bless its silver-shod swift hoof Upon my bier. Nor flame shall compass me But I shall trace again its crimson woof Through winter evenings' lovely tapestry. No greater joy -- consumed heart-whole to go Upward with sparks and smoke of incensed pine, So rival stars and fade! But marble? No. No graven urn may hold this heart of mine; No flowers, rain nor flame may stone exclude, Nor seal me from them in dead solitude. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOONBLIND by DOROTHY MARIE DAVIS OLD WOMEN TREES by DOROTHY MARIE DAVIS THE SALMON GILLERS by DOROTHY MARIE DAVIS THE BODY BREAKING by MARVIN BELL A MUSICAL INSTRUMENT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING RESOLUTION OF A POETICAL QUESTION CONCERNING FOUR RURAL SISTERS: 2 by CHARLES COTTON LAMENT FOR [THE DEATH OF] THOMAS DAVIS by SAMUEL FERGUSON A SATIRICAL ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A LATE FAMOUS GENERAL by JONATHAN SWIFT EMIGRATION by LISA DOMINGUEZ ABRAHAM |
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