Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A DUMP HEAD, by RUTH MOOERS First Line: A dump heap burning at sunset Last Line: The refuse of another day. Subject(s): Evening; Refuse & Refuse Disposal; Smoke; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
A dump heap burning at sunset; The refuse of the day Is burned away. Strange that beauty Could come from this; and yet As I stand in the distance And see only the flame And the clear gray smoke, A picture of beauty arises From out of earth's dirt. It ascends to the blue sky, And like a beautiful veil let down From the clouds, I can see the sun -- Set through it -- in glorious color. The sun goes down. A dump heap has turned to ashes -- Only a smoldering flame remains; The night comes on; The ashes cool, and await The refuse of another day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN THE EVENINGS by LUCILLE CLIFTON NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE FRAGMENT 113 by HILDA DOOLITTLE |
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