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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOWARD THE MILLENIUM, by FRANCES HORODAS First Line: They come to sip, they come to trip Last Line: The living and dead as it bursts overhead. Subject(s): Death; Missiles; Dead, The; Guided Missiles; Ballistic Missiles | |||
THEY come to sip, they come to trip Fantasticly at Tango-Tea— Waxen floor is glistening, Perfumed throng is listening To hear a strain and dance again: Butterflies, they flit and glide; Life is fleet with Joy astride. The horrible stench of dead in the trench; An air-rending whistle; the tune of a missile Swift tearing through space a victim to trace; And shrapnel, death spewing, is ever reviewing The living and dead as it bursts overhead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEN KARSHOOK'S WISDOM by ROBERT BROWNING THE TAY BRIDGE DISEASTER by WILLIAM MCGONAGALL THE BROOK: WINTER by LAURA ABELL A DREAM, OR THE TYPE OF THE RISING SUN by JEAN ADAMS STAGE SETTING KANSAS by BERNICE GIBBS ANDERSON TO LOVE IS TO BE BORN ANEW by MARION LOUISE BLISS SUMMING UP ITALY; INSCRIBED TO INTELLIGENT PUBLICS OUT OF IT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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