Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. THE JACKDAW, by EDWARD CARPENTER Poet's Biography First Line: Chork! Chork! Last Line: Them, returning. Subject(s): Jackdaws | ||||||||
CHORK! chork! The white sea-cliff, the crawling waves, the fringe of weed between, Midway a cleft in the rockfrom above, from below unseen. Chork! chork! The sun alone looks in where my nest is; the moon shines in the blinking eyes of my children. Sweet is the warm night nestling all together, sweet the dawn by the fresh air fanned, Sweet to arise and soar into the blue weatherto see the brown fields and pastures inland! To sail inland, a dozen together, to the feeding grounds, and unearth the fat white slugs, (chork! chork!) To roam and range with the othershow sweet Iand yet not with them, Forgetting never My own particular cleft in the rock and the tuft of sea-poppies beside itlike yellow flames burning And the red wide throats of my chicks as they catch my black shadow upon them, returning. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE JACKDAW OF RHEIMS by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE PESSIMIST, OR THE RAVEN AND THE JACKDAW by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN AS A MOULD FOR SOME FAIR FORM by EDWARD CARPENTER THE STUPID OLD BODY by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: AFTER LONG AGES by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 1 by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. A MILITARY BAND by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. AMONG THE FERNS by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. AS A WOMAN OF A MAN by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. AS ONE WHO FROM A HIGH CLIFF by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. AS TO YOU O MOON by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. BY LAKE WACHUSETT by EDWARD CARPENTER |
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