Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CRYING, 'THALASSUS!', by JOSEPH AUSLANDER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Then, as now, let it be the drawl of rivers Last Line: "is in my blood and blinds me with desire!" Subject(s): Rivers | ||||||||
Then, as now, let it be the drawl of rivers Parleying broken silver that compels With voice whose beauty burdens and delivers My dust to struggle like a stir of bells. To rally wild, remembering the streams Of all the earth, rise valiantly, respond Some night when poised on swarthy silence dreams The moon, a great cool aqueous diamond! Oh! let desire go forth unpiloted And passionate to meet the glowing flood, Crying, "Thalassus is no longer dead: His fire trembles blindly in my blood!" Crying, "Thalassus is not dead, his fire Is in my blood and blinds me with desire!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL TO A WOMAN GLANCING UP FROM THE RIVER by LARRY LEVIS TWO-RIVER LEDGER by KHALED MATTAWA HE FINDS THE MANSION by JAMES MCMICHAEL THE RIVERS by CLARIBEL ALEGRIA VERMILION FLYCATCHER, SAN PEDRO RIVER, ARIZONA by MARGARET ATWOOD THE PORCH OVER THE RIVER by WENDELL BERRY THE RIVER BRIDGED AND FORGOT by WENDELL BERRY |
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