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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE THRESHOLD, by GLADYS CROMWELL Poet's Biography
First Line: I threaded endless aisles
Last Line: The portal to the lord.
Subject(s): Boundaries; Borders
First Line: I threaded endless aisles
Last Line: The portal to the lord.
Subject(s): Boundaries; Borders
I THREADED endless aisles
Of level trees, of spare,
Undeviating wood;
I penetrated streets
Of houses parallel;
I crossed a common where
My day paused sentinel;
At evenfall I stood
Before the dim defiles
Of dusk, where light retreats,
Immured in sombre ward.
The sheathed sun went down;
Opaque was heaven's frown;
Mountains, looming grey,
Framed the threshold -- yea --
The portal to the Lord.
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