Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO THE CONDOUR, by EDNA WORTHLEY UNDERWOOD


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TO THE CONDOUR, by                    
First Line: Poised there against the cliffs no one can say
Last Line: Unloved lone watcher of eternity.
Subject(s): Birds; Future Life; Retribution; Eternity; After Life


Poised there against the cliffs no one can say
Which is thy feathered self and which the stone,
So harsh the outline, greyed, scarred, sad, so lone,
Devoid of grace and sweetness, color play,
As stern a substance of the air as they;
Cruel tentacles thy claws are, carved of bone,
Black deeps within thine eyes where old winds moan,
And bitter sun-flecks sting a barren day.
None take thy gaunt and flesh streaked wings for flowers
Which float in rippling rainbows of delight
O'er happy gardens of the bird and bee.
For thee no fleeting joys few, fragrant hours,
But only deathless things -- space -- stars -- the heights --
Unloved lone watcher of eternity.





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