Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO HELEN KELLER, by TOSCAN BENNETT First Line: Our eyes to you no beauty can unfold Last Line: To wait the morning's call. Subject(s): Beauty; Keller, Helen (1880-1968); Life; Soul | ||||||||
Our eyes to you no beauty can unfold, Who see with magic vision things untold To us who look with human eyes Upon a world of lies. For through the countless years that brought us here, The body's eyes have placed a deadly fear Upon us all, so now we dare not win The soul that burns within. But you, unburdened by an earthly sight, Dare bravely see your soul through that long night That's present life, and, seeing, tell us all To wait the morning's call. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRUEL FALCON by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE WHOLE SOUL by PHILIP LEVINE I KNOW MY SOUL by CLAUDE MCKAY HONORING THE SAND; IN MEMORY OF JOSEPH CAMPBELL by ROBERT BLY THE CHINESE PEAKS; FOR DONALD HALL by ROBERT BLY THE LIFE OF TOWNS: TOWN OF THE EXHUMATION by ANNE CARSON BROWNING AT ASOLO by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON THE HIGHER PANTHEISM IN A NUTSHELL by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE |
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