Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FALLEN CITIES, by GERALD LOUIS GOULD Poet's Biography First Line: I gathered with a careless hand Last Line: By silent hill and idle bay! Subject(s): Cities; Urban Life | ||||||||
I GATHERED with a careless hand, There where the waters night and day Are languid in the idle bay, A little heap of golden sand; And, as I saw it, in my sight Awoke a vision brief and bright, A city in a pleasant land. I saw no mound of earth, but fair Turrets and domes and citadels, With murmuring of many bells; The spires were white in the blue air, And men by thousands went and came, Rapid and restless, and like flame Blown by their passions here and there. With careless hand I swept away The little mound before I knew; The visioned city vanished too, And fall'n beneath my fingers lay. Ah God! how many hast Thou seen, Cities that are not and have been, By silent hill and idle bay! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THINGS (FOR AN INDIAN) TO DO IN NEW YORK (CITY) by SHERMAN ALEXIE THE CITY REVISITED by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TEN OXHERDING PICTURES: ENTERING THE CITY WITH BLISS-BESTOWING HANDS by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE CITY OF THE OLESHA FRUIT by NORMAN DUBIE DISCOVERING THE PHOTOGRAPH OF LLOYD, EARL, AND PRISCILLA by LYNN EMANUEL |
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