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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MONOCHROME, by MARGARET W. HOBSON First Line: Wandering one evening Last Line: Behind her cross again! | |||
Wandering one evening Down Twenty-ninth and Third Watching for the first star, Listening for a bird, Looking at the children Half-clothed in the heat Pattering the pavement With their naked feet. Never saw the first star Never heard a bird, Passed the little children And never spoke a word; But one breathless moment Set my heart afire, It was the deep, arresting blue 'Round St. Paul's slender spire -- Bluer than the cornflower, Darker than the sea -- Whistler's blue obsession Justified for me. Bright sapphire enchantment And sorrow's midnight hue Blended deep together In impenetrable blue. Sometimes in the spring, St. Paul's Stands in silver rain -- But oh, to find heartbreaking blue Behind her cross again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT SAGAMORE HILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS EASTER HYMN by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE IYYOB TRANSLATION FROM 'A-15' by LOUIS ZUKOFSKY HOLY THURSDAY, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE POOR POLL by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 18 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING HOLY WILLIE'S PRAYER by ROBERT BURNS BACON'S EPITAPH, MADE BY HIS MAN by JOHN COTTON (1640-1699) |
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