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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HORIZONS, by CLARENCE ALVA POWELL First Line: The past is like a purple shadow Last Line: That story-like approach an end. | |||
the past is like a purple shadow of the present, with the future gliding in like sliding panels of a house with dark mysterious walls. deceptive limits quite collapsable and more uncertain with each changing of the calendar, with nothing ever gained yet something always lost. imaginary lines encompassing the soul but insurmountable, possessing greater strength than iron bars and chains and locks that hold the prisoner within his cell. the walls are reminiscent of a past their pictures hanging straight conjuring memories grown dim with age within the photograph eye of mental camera. these now surrounding walls will glide away and all the treasures perish crumbled in the dust of old forgotten haunts for something newer, more elaborate, if less secure. for those walls too like these will glide away as dim horizons in the scenic film of years unwinding in the brain a series of events that story-like approach an end. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO BERTHA by CLARENCE ALVA POWELL THE DINNER-PARTY by AMY LOWELL TO DICK, ON HIS SIXTH BIRTHDAY by SARA TEASDALE CA' THE YOWES TO THE KNOWES by ROBERT BURNS COUNT THAT DAY LOST by MARY ANN EVANS RED JACKET by FITZ-GREENE HALLECK ITALY SWEET TOO! by JOHN KEATS THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVE by CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE |
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