Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE MOHAVE, by PATRICK ORR First Line: As I rode down the arroyo through yuccas belled with bloom Last Line: Where beat the heart of life so brief, so brief a while! Subject(s): Coyotes; Death - Animals; Mohave Desert; Mojave Desert | ||||||||
As I rode down the arroyo through yuccas belled with bloom I saw a last year's stalk lift dried hands to the light, Like age at prayer for death within a careless room, Like one by day o'ertaken, whose sick desire is night. And as I rode I saw a lean coyote lying All perfect as in life upon a silver dune, Save that his feet no more could flee the harsh light's spying, Save that no more his shadow would cleave the sinking moon. O cruel land, where form endures, the spirit fled! You chill the sun for me with your gray sphinx's smile, Brooding in the bright silence above your captive dead, Where beat the heart of life so brief, so brief a while! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE MOJAVE by CHARLES FLETCHER LUMMIS MOJAVE DESERT by CLYDE ROBERTSON UNDERWOODS: BOOK 2: 6. THE SPAEWIFE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON DIGGING POTATERS IN VERMONT by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY DEPARTED TRAVELLERS by GRANT HYDE CODE MOTHER'S SONGS by FRANK BARBOUR COFFIN THE OLD PINE TREE by WILLIAM HENRY DRUMMOND |
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