Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOONLIGHT, by JACK RUSSELL First Line: Sleep, all around you! Last Line: Affected by the moon! Subject(s): Moon; Sleep; Soul | ||||||||
Sleep, all around you! Stolen away from the one you love . . . She's asleep now too, filled with a part of you, And she smiles in her unrecorded dreams. But you are out now in the vastness of your surroundings; You have come to forget her, -- For a while you do forget . . . You are amazed Not at first at your surroundings, But at the appalling sight above! It is not quite treacherous -- it is almost benign, Yet startlingly cold, and pertinent . . . It feels, -- it knows you through and through! You cease to be yourself. Not that you have forgotten, But it has absorbed your soul . . . Never more to behold Never to move again From that spot! (That's what you wish). It lives! At last you are submissive to a greater being; You have never known selfishness nor conceit Under the moon . . . What a round radiance! Reflected glory of the day's luminary! Never have I seen such sallow, sordid brilliance! Look around! I am talking to my companionless self, So great is my wonder and complexity. What a strange hue the objects of the night have taken, -- I can read the palm of my hand. The grass is myrtle blue, But the other growth is black as black itself -- Or ultra violet. Through the branches of the trees Stripped almost of leaves I see that yellow luminescence Still trailing me, -- Frightful, yet magnetic! Alone, appeased, calmed, unafraid, I turn homeward . . . Awakened to an ideal mastering earthly consciousness, And overpowering the sense of introspection, -- Of analytic science. But I wonder . . . Whether I am like the tides Affected by the moon! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRUEL FALCON by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE WHOLE SOUL by PHILIP LEVINE I KNOW MY SOUL by CLAUDE MCKAY HONORING THE SAND; IN MEMORY OF JOSEPH CAMPBELL by ROBERT BLY THE CHINESE PEAKS; FOR DONALD HALL by ROBERT BLY THE LIFE OF TOWNS: TOWN OF THE EXHUMATION by ANNE CARSON BRIGHTNESS AS A POIGNANT LIGHT by DAVID IGNATOW |
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