Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MATINEE, by JOHN DAVIDSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: From the night-haunt where vapours crowd Last Line: And ariel hush his harp to hear. Subject(s): Night; Bedtime | ||||||||
FROM the night-haunt where vapours crowd The airy outskirts of the earth A winding caravan of cloud Rose when the morning's punctual hearth Began to charm the winds and skies With odours fresh and golden dyes. It made a conquest of the sun, And tied his beams; but, in the game Of hoodman-blind, the rack, outdone, Beheld the brilliant captive claim Forfeit on forfeit, as he pressed The mountains to his burning breast. Above the path by vapours trod A ringing causey seemed to be, Whereby the orient, silver-shod, Rode out across the Atlantic sea, An embassy of valour sent Under the echoing firmament. But while the hearkener divined A clanging cavalcade on high, This rush and trample of the wind Arose among the tree-tops nigh, For mystery is the craft profound, The sign, and ancient trade of sound. An unseen roadman breaking flint, If echo and the winds conspire To dedicate his morning's stint, May beat a tune out, dew and fire So wrought that heaven might lend an ear, And Ariel hush his harp to hear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BREATH OF NIGHT by RANDALL JARRELL HOODED NIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP by ROBINSON JEFFERS WORKING OUTSIDE AT NIGHT by DENIS JOHNSON POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN COOL DARK ODE by DONALD JUSTICE POEM TO BE READ AT 3 A.M by DONALD JUSTICE ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN A BALLAD OF HELL by JOHN DAVIDSON |
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