I do not understand My changeling self at all, Why should my heart answer A wild bird's call? Why should dancing iris, Sandaled by a pool, Burn my eyes with sudden tears -- Make me play the fool? Oh, I ache with longing Reaching to the sky, I, an earthly creature, Yearning so to fly! Why is loveliness a sword Thrusting deep in me, Wounding me because my arms Cannot hold the sea? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DESCRIPTION OF COOKHAM by AEMILIA (BASSANO) LANYER ON THOSE THAT HATED 'THE PLAYBOY OF THE WESTERN WORLD' by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE MESSIAH by MABEL WARREN ARNOLD A SONG: REVENGE AGAINST CYNTHIA by PHILIP AYRES CYNTHIA SLEEPING IN A GARDEN; A SONNET by PHILIP AYRES |