Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JUNGLE, by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG First Line: An alchemy of sunset weaving amethystine gold Last Line: Famine before fulfillment lighting space. | ||||||||
An alchemy of sunset weaving amethystine gold On shadowed laces, dripping splendour from an unknown weight Of gems inset and girt across the armoured front of night; Till dawn from out beyond the feathered distances lets fold On fold of molten rose unfurl like wings upon a state Of worship -- being Beauty, veiled to guard herself from sight. And all the glamorous perfumes on the air, And all the clamorous voices on the dark, Faint into keener sweetness; from the lair Dry lips lift, holden parted, as with stark Thirst in thrall to Beauty's breathing grace, Famine before fulfillment lighting space. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HIMALAYA by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG MISTS by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG WESTERN MORNING by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG PORTRAIT OF A MOTOR CAR by CARL SANDBURG EPITAPH by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE THE POLAR QUEST by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TO A POET THAT DIED YOUNG by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY A BETTER ANSWER (TO CHLOE JEALOUS) by MATTHEW PRIOR THE STORY OF ZERBIN AND ISABELLA, FR. ORLANDO FURIOSO by LUDOVICO (LODOVICO) ARIOSTO BLAKE'S APOLOGY FOR HIS CATALOGUE by WILLIAM BLAKE |
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