Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOG, by ALFRED LICHTENSTEIN First Line: By a soft mist the world has been destroyed Last Line: Pierce as with blunted spears the swollen night. Subject(s): Fog; Haze | ||||||||
By a soft mist the world has been destroyed. The bloodless trees fade out in smoky death. Vague shadows sway, where cries ring down the void. And burning bistres vanish like a breath. The gas-lamps are like flies a web has caught. Each seeks escape, with faint and flickering jerks. But glimmering on high, she who has wrought The web of mist: the vile moon-spider lurks. But we, the godless, death's most fitting prize, Trample this desolate splendor with despite. And dumbly our pale melancholic eyes Pierce as with blunted spears the swollen night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS BELLEVUE EXCHANGE by NORMAN DUBIE THE SEA FOG by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN VENUS IN A GARDEN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: TENNESSEE CLAFLIN SHOPE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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