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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CAMPUS SONNET: TALK, by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Tobacco smoke drifts up the dim ceiling
Last Line: Of all our youth this hour is pure gold.
Subject(s): Universities & Colleges
First Line: Tobacco smoke drifts up the dim ceiling
Last Line: Of all our youth this hour is pure gold.
Subject(s): Universities & Colleges
Tobacco smoke drifts up to the dim ceiling
From half a dozen pipes and cigarettes,
Curling in endless shapes, in blue rings wheeling,
As formless as our talk. Phil, drawling, bets
Cornell will win the relay in a walk,
While Bob and Mac discuss the Giants' chances;
Deep in a morris-chair, Bill scowls at "Falk",
John gives large views about the last few dances.
And so it goes -- an idle speech and aimless,
A few chance phrases; yet I see behind
The empty words the gleam of a beauty tameless,
Friendship and peace and fire to strike men blind,
Till the whole world seems small and bright to hold --
Of all our youth this hour is pure gold.
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