Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON SEEING MICHELANGELO'S MOSES, by JULIA JOHNSON DAVIS First Line: Jovelike, imperious, and unafraid Last Line: This is no man. It is the voice of god. Subject(s): Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475-1564); Moses; Sculpture & Sculptors | ||||||||
Jovelike, imperious, and unafraid, See how he leans upon the books of stone! These mighty limbs, these sinews were but made That he might bear his heavy task alone. Like the Philistine in his giant strength, Like to Jehovah in his wrathful eyes, he fears no sea, no tide, no journey's length, No priest of Baal, or prophet in disguise. This is not Moses. Here is no slow tongue, No meekness, nor the anguish of a cry That immemorially from the heart is wrung: "That I should do this thing, Lord, who am I?" This is the burning bush, the prophet's rod, This is no man. It is the voice of God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE MUSEE RODIN IN PARIS by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE PARALLAX MONOGRAPH FOR RODIN by NORMAN DUBIE THE SAINTS OF NEGATIVITY; FOR ERMA POUNDS by NORMAN DUBIE A ROGERS GROUP by ROBERT FROST ON A HORSE CARVED IN WOOD by DONALD HALL JADE MOTHER GODDESS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA IN GALLERIES by RANDALL JARRELL |
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