Foam lashes stone to wafer-disc to lie on other stone to be its strength against the sea's continuity. Waves lave the wafer-disc to cerise and magenta mist, lapping up its identity. A man buffeted by magenta foam, losing his identity with damaged stone, is not content to stop; but dream-driven, fuses with the immensity... pulsing with the water-lap. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICH DAYS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES MY SWEET BROWN GAL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MEMORY OF THE IRISH DEAD by JOHN KELLS INGRAM ON ENGLISH MONSIEUR by BEN JONSON THE FIRE OF DRIFTWOOD; DEVEREUX FARM, NEAR MARBLEHEAD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW COURAGE THAT OVERCOMES by MARGARETE ROSE AKIN A LULLABY by THOMALLY HOLBECH ANDERSON |