Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A PINCH OF SALT, by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When a dream is born in you Last Line: Close up your fingers tight and hold him fast. | ||||||||
WHEN a dream is born in you With a sudden clamorous pain, When you know the dream is true And lovely, with no flaw nor stain, O then, be careful, or with sudden clutch You'll hurt the delicate thing you prize so much. Dreams are like a bird that mocks, Flirting the feathers of his tail. When you seize at the salt-box Over the hedge you'll see him sail. Old birds are neither caught with salt nor chaff: They watch you from the apple bough and laugh. Poet, never chase the dream. Laugh yourself and turn away. Mask your hunger, let it seem Small matter if he come or stay; But when he nestles in your hand at last, Close up your fingers tight and hold him fast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEAD COW FARM by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES GOLIATH AND DAVID by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES IN THE WILDERNESS by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES IT'S A QUEER TIME by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES LOST LOVE by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES NOT DEAD by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES STAR-TALK by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE ASSAULT HEROIC by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE BOUGH OF NONSENSE by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES |
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