Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PENETRALIA, by ELFRIDA DE RENNE BARROW First Line: Blurred formations Last Line: Of shadow-stirring twilights. Subject(s): Evening; Shadows; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
Blurred formations Of uncentered thought, Like slow-coursing clouds In a moon-flecked night, Move in my mind. A faint force Forever struggles here; Intimately close To that inexplicable core Which, held tight together By casual life-threads, Is known to me, All in all, As that which is I. Thus from within myself Unwinds this mystery, Drifting unceasingly Into a sphere of motion. A strange force So well attuned to the day-glare That it slips into strict precision As it joins the rank and file Of simple verities. Then again, Threading skywards Toward some wandering procession, It trails its dream-blown outline Through the silence Of shadow-stirring twilights. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN THE EVENINGS by LUCILLE CLIFTON NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE AN OLD BURYING GROUND by ELFRIDA DE RENNE BARROW |
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