Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PROFITABLE THINGS, by WILLIAM ROSE BENET Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: All your other wares you pushed my way Last Line: Profitable only? Subject(s): Wealth; Riches; Fortunes | ||||||||
All your other wares you pushed my way. I refused them. There were things drew praise on every shelf, Obvious merits valued by yourself, Showy things that caused the crowd to stay. I could not have used them. Yet I stayed. I might have made a slip. Private virtues, Cold, secreted hoards of them, my glance Pierced to, by a most unhappy chance, While you stared and bit your nether lip -- That grimace the hurt use. Hoarding these you sinned in subtler ways Of secret worship: "Man but steals my worth at God's replevin. These will gain me great applause in Heaven. I am sure of the Almighty's praise For my connoisseurship!" Nothing -- nothing! Yet I searched. I must Not leave embittered. Then, 'neath humbug, glazed self-satisfaction, Littered gauds of cant, I found retraction Of my verdict. Down among the dust Something surely glittered! One lone hour of agony, overlaid By this clutter Of the thoughts and acts your world acclaims! One experience; hosts of futile aims; Once that dead heart beat -- your soul was weighed With the words none utter! Men are right to hide such things, and deep -- Battling lonely. Ah, but friend, my friend, -- this gloating stealth, This rich air o'er what you call your wealth! Still so gulled by things so barren, cheap, Profitable only? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALL LIFE IN A LIFE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FOUR POEMS ABOUT JAMAICA: 3. A HAIRPIN TURN ABOVE READING, JAMAICA by WILLIAM MATTHEWS IMAGINE YOURSELF by EVE MERRIAM THE PROPHET by LUCILLE CLIFTON I AM FIFTY-TWO YEARS OLD' by KENNETH REXROTH LAST VISIT TO THE SWIMMING POOL SOVIETS by KENNETH REXROTH PORTRAIT OF THE AUTHOR AS A YOUNG ANARCHIST by KENNETH REXROTH THE FALCONER OF GOD by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |
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