Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOLY POEMS: 3, by GEORGE BARKER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The monarch who wears a shrieking crown Last Line: Cruel to be kind to all his kind is he. Subject(s): Religion; Theology | ||||||||
The monarch who wears a shrieking crown Is us. All whipping tongues and words Flash at our head and doom us down: The sex of our cherubim is swords. When we step down out of our beds or doors The burning bush springs up between our feet; Our smile is bright with tiger, and the days Turn us like dogs in their drums. Then comes Spinning and shining among us like wheels, Throwing off visions to lead us home, God -- snatches me up in finger and thumb, Douses me like a glimmer, And I see Cruel to be kind to all his kind is he. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES A LITHUANIAN ELEGY by ROBERT KELLY HOLY POEMS: 1 by GEORGE BARKER |
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