Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG OF THE DESERTS, by WILLIAM SHARP Poet's Biography First Line: Wide, open, free, unbounded, vast Last Line: That bondage never yet hath known. Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona Subject(s): Deserts; Food & Eating; Singing & Singers; Wind | ||||||||
Wide, open, free, unbounded, vast, We leagueless stretch the wide world o'er: Above us sweeps the desert blast, Or booms the lion's reverberate roar Or the long howl of wolves that race Like shadows o'er the moonlit space In tireless, swift, relentless chase. We are the haunt of all the winds, O'er us as o'er the sea they sweep In boundless freedom: each blast finds A leagueless waste whereo'er to leap And race unchecked, -- and day and night We hear the wild rush of their flight, A desert-music infinite. Ten thousand leagues of grassy plain We stretch, or trackless wastes of sand: O'er us no mortal king doth reign, But Bedouin or savage band And wild-eyed beasts of prey alone Wander about our tameless zone; That bondage never yet hath known. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE WIND by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN LEAF LITTER ON ROCK FACE by HEATHER MCHUGH RESIDENTIAL AREA by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DAY THE WINDS by JOSEPHINE MILES VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN |
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