Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CONDITIONAL, by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER First Line: But if the reason were that implement Last Line: With its indifferent blade? Subject(s): Reason; Soul; Intellect; Rationalism; Brain; Mind; Intellectuals | ||||||||
But if the reason were that implement We claim, should we not learn Without this long apprenticeship, This playing of the fool, To look beyond earth's beauty blindly sent, Discount false fires that burn In the brain; convert the plastic lip To truth, if not the eye? And should we not at last apply the rule Of the foredoomed earth, with silence and restraint To our lost selves? Measure the personal cry Against the fallen leaf; Note the worn cliff, and so choke down complaint? Oh, should we not root from us hope and grief, If reason were that tempered edge We claim, and unafraid To still the soul's loud talk of privilege With its indifferent blade? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AGAINST EXCESS OF SEA OR SUN OR REASON by WILLIAM MEREDITH PROVISION FOR THE HIGHER OZONE BODY by WILL ALEXANDER THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#65) by MARVIN BELL THE MACHINATIONS OF THE MIND by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR WHY FOOL AROUND? by STEPHEN DOBYNS POPHAM OF THE NEW SONG: 1 by NORMAN DUBIE 800,000 VIBRATIONS TO THE SECOND by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER |
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