Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SONG-BIRD FALLS ASLEEP, by DHAN GOPAL MUKERJI Poet's Biography Last Line: On it, drifts my love: a precious argosy! Subject(s): Conduct Of Life | ||||||||
The song-bird falls asleep; The West, a silent song; Timorous the breath of the breeze. Like my soul at thy feet. The eucalyptus, after bathing her hair in the pink-gold shower, Puts a flower in it: The evening star. Shadows trip in from the East, Like Bacchantes of nothing; as Day breathes his soul into the night; And my heart flows like a stream In search of a vasty sea, Washing away life s impurity; The song-bird falls asleep; The West, a silent song; Timorous the breath of the breeze. Like my soul at thy feet. The eucalyptus, after bathing her hair in the pink-gold shower, Puts a flower in it: The evening star. Shadows trip in from the East, Like Bacchantes of nothing; as Day breathes his soul into the night; And my heart flows like a stream In search of a vasty sea, Washing away life s impurity; On it, drifts my love: a precious argosy! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTRODUCTION TO THE WORLD by MATTHEA HARVEY SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN MY LIFE: YET WE INSIST THAT LIFE IS FULL OF HAPPY CHANCE by LYN HEJINIAN CHAPTER HEADING by ERNEST HEMINGWAY PUNK HALF PANTHER by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA A CERTAIN MAN by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA GREEN-STRIPED MELONS by JANE HIRSHFIELD LIKE THE SMALL HOLE BY THE PATH-SIDE SOMETHING LIVES IN by JANE HIRSHFIELD |
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