Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A LAKE MEMORY, by WILLIAM WILFRED CAMPBELL Poet's Biography First Line: The lake comes throbbing in with voice of pain Last Line: This rain of spray that blows about my face. Alternate Author Name(s): Campbell, W. W. Subject(s): Lakes; Pools; Ponds | ||||||||
THE lake comes throbbing in with voice of pain Across these flats, athwart the sunset's glow, I see her face, I know her voice again, Her lips, her breath, O God, as long ago. To live the sweet past over I would fain, As lives the day in the red sunset's fire, That all these wild, wan marshlands now would stain, With the dawn's memories, loves and flushed desire. I call her back across the vanished years, Nor vain -- a white-armed phantom fills her place; Its eyes the wind-blown sunset fires, its tears This rain of spray that blows about my face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MAN GETS OFF WORK EARLY by THOMAS LUX THE FRIARY AT BLOSSOM, PROLOGUE & INSTRUCTIONS by NORMAN DUBIE SONGS FOR TWO SEASONS: 2. RED POND by CAROL FROST CANADIAN FOLK SONG by WILLIAM WILFRED CAMPBELL HARVEST SLUMBER SONG by WILLIAM WILFRED CAMPBELL HOW ONE WINTER CAME IN THE LAKE REGION by WILLIAM WILFRED CAMPBELL |
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