Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NIGHT LETTER TO A MAN LOST IN MID-OCEAN, by CARLYLE FERREN MACINTYRE First Line: My friend, you are well-dead in sluttish times Last Line: To your pelagic urn on the coral shelf. Alternate Author Name(s): Macintyre, C. F. | ||||||||
My friend, you are well-dead in sluttish times. Earth has lost her rudder and drifts toward shoals of desperation, shipmates stand with knives against each other's breast. Unplotted tombs await the dossils of these suppurate souls. Ashore for flotsam lurk conniving knaves who have already got your core and mine. Honor has rotted among guts of hope. Shall we not mutiny and be one man to garrote the actors with a halyard rope? I write you as we drift ... perhaps myself shall beat delivery of a post too late, and I shall glide, a-swirl in phosphor-light, to your pelagic urn on the coral shelf. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NIGHT by CARLYLE FERREN MACINTYRE SINCERELY NOT ARTESIAN by CARLYLE FERREN MACINTYRE RODNEY'S RIDE [JULY 3, 1776] by ELBRIDGE STREETER BROOKS TO THE DAISY (1) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH PATERNITY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE WIFE'S WILL by CHARLOTTE BRONTE SONG OF THE BOOKWORM by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN WISDOM UNAPPLIED by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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