Classic and Contemporary Poetry
UNKNOWN COMRADE, by EMMA GRAY TRIGG First Line: We give no word of greeting Last Line: We follow the same star! | ||||||||
We give no word of greeting, No clasp of eager hand; We meet as strangers meeting In any foreign land. Unspoken word and fleeting Glance we understand. Lost here in bitter weather, We clutch the self-same spar; Bereft of sail and rudder, Wrecked sailors that we are, Apart and yet together We follow the same star! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SYMPATHETIC PORTRAIT OF A CHILD by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS INTERIM by CLARISSA SCOTT DELANY THE MOCKING BIRD by SIDNEY LANIER ON LOOKING INTO GOLDING'S OVID by STEVE SCAFIDI JR. AN EPIGRAM ON SCOLDING by JONATHAN SWIFT TALL NETTLES by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS MY PICTURE-GALLERY by WALT WHITMAN COMPLAINS, BEING HIND'RED THE SIGHT OF HIS NYMPH by PHILIP AYRES A PRAYER USED BY FRANCIS I WHEN HE WAS AT WAR WITH CHARLES V by JOHN BYROM |
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