Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WIND, by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: To the lean, clean land, to the last cold height Last Line: Will slit your weasand, and mine. | ||||||||
To the lean, clean land, to the last cold height, You shall come with a whickering breath, From the depths of despair or the depths of delight, Stript stark to the wind of death. And whether you're sinless, or whether you've sinned, It's useless to whimper and whine; For the lean, clean blade of the cut-throat wind Will slit your weasand, and mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BETWEEN THE LINES by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON BREAKFAST by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON FLANNAN ISLE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON FOR G. by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON GERANIUMS by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON LAMENT by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON RETREAT by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON RUPERT BROOKE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE GORSE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE ICE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON |
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