Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HUMAN FLIES, by KATHARINE ADAMS First Line: Because there was a thing to advertise Last Line: And all our earth is black with fallen flies. Subject(s): Flies | ||||||||
Because there was a thing to advertise -- Crown, clown or creed, a theory or a phrase: "God and the king!" "Vox populi?" -- the cries, The instant's gaping awe, the drifting praise Swept the poor insects from their lowly ways Up the sheer walls of war; the howling skies Clawed at them while they clung their moment; rays Of wintry glory mocked their dying eyes. Still for the greed of princes, craze of mobs, Death, tawdry showman, keeps street holiday. Still float his pennons black and red -- still rise The cliffs of madness o'er the grave that robs His doomed performers of their pitiful pay. . . . And all our earth is black with fallen flies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLY, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE BLUE-FLY by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES |
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