Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MAN OF MOODS, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: Sometimes I blow and praise a bubble Last Line: Your prophet, sage and friend the poet. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
Sometimes I blow and praise a bubble, And then I stab, to break its light; This morning I despised a lamb, And now a rat would please my sight. Lately I called my birth divine, And kings came second; now, my Soul Takes penance in the cold, dark earth, In a cell with the snail and a mole. To-day I love; to-morrow rue't: Your prophet, sage and friend the Poet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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