Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WILD WEATHER, by FANNIE STEARNS DAVIS GIFFORD Poet's Biography First Line: The sea was wild. The wind was proud Last Line: Oh, we ran far! Oh, we ran free! Alternate Author Name(s): Davis, Fannie Stearns Subject(s): Storms | ||||||||
THE sea was wild. The wind was proud. He shook my curtains like a shroud. He was a wet and worthy wind: His hair with wild sea-crystals twined: His cloak with wild sea-grasses green; His slanted wings all gray and lean: And strange and swift, and fierce and free He cried, "Come out! and race with me!" I snatched my mantle wide and red, And far along the cliffs I fled. The cliff-grass bowed itself in fear, The gulls forgot what path to steer; Below the cliffs the broad waves broke In trampled ranks like fighting folk; The ships with grisly sea-wrack blind, Dead-drunken, cursed that chasing wind. My lips with salt were wild to taste. I leapt: I shouted and made haste: Along the cliffs, above the sea, With mad red mantle waving free, And hair that whipped the eyes of me. And there was no one else but he, That great grim wind who called to me. Oh, we ran far! Oh, we ran free! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STORM AT HOPTIME by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THERE IS A SOLEMN WIND TONIGHT by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DEWEY AND DANCER by JOSEPHINE MILES MICHAEL IS AFRAID OF THE STORM by GWENDOLYN BROOKS BREACHING THE ROCK by MADELINE DEFREES THE CLOUDS ABOVE THE OCEAN by STEPHEN DOBYNS OF POLITICS, & ART by NORMAN DUBIE TREMENDOUS WIND AND RAIN by ANSELM HOLLO AFTERNOON by FANNIE STEARNS DAVIS GIFFORD |
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