Now is old Cathay a broken bowl; Its curves of riven porcelain Are curling like loose petals Of a shattered lotus bloom; Its patterns are destroyed; The five-toed dragon, Sundered vertebrae and claw, Lies scattered in the broken glaze; The five glad bats are routed And all the studied beauty Is a useless offering To the gods of time and war. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL THE PLANTATION CHILD'S LULLABY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR CHRIST IN THE UNIVERSE by ALICE MEYNELL THE SHIPS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH HOPE DEFERRED by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |