Classic and Contemporary Poetry
....THE KINGDOM OF THE AIR, by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG Poet's Biography First Line: Whose peacock cry bereaves those myrtle groves? Last Line: Or make a lash close over its long stare. Subject(s): Love; Peace; Silence; War | ||||||||
Whose peacock cry bereaves those myrtle groves? (One might unveil a murder, could one see The thing one doesn't hear again? Did love's Staccato knife strike forth such agony?) A running echo answers trembling, moves As though affrighted to record and be The instrument to bugle soft reproofs -- Then silence goes ahead more silently: Now stillness dwells among the shrivelled leaves, Folding itself round every thing that grieves; Not even ghosts can find their memories; Nor even knives, prolonged to war with peace, Pierce or resist the kingdom of the air, Or make a lash close over its long stare. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I AM YOUR WAITER TONIGHT AND MY NAME IS DIMITRI by ROBERT HASS MITRAILLIATRICE by ERNEST HEMINGWAY RIPARTO D'ASSALTO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY WAR VOYEURS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SO MANY BLOOD-LAKES by ROBINSON JEFFERS FESTOONS OF FISHES by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG PEEWEE by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG ..... AND WHITE THE WHITE INVOKES by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG |
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