A solar system drifting God knows where; The earth a tiny dot among the stars. And still the hills invincible, stand there On guard above the vanished sea's old bars. The bowl is left for this intrepid pair, Must be to them but one of many scars; And all this venture into upper air A childish gesture toward far distant Mars. The top spins on, still granite cliffs are here. And man with questing spirit all aglow Sails out in space to search the stratosphere Swings high and free, while earth turns far below. And still the hills inscrutable look on The race, which speeds a toy balloon, at dawn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THISTLE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS SHIPS THAT PASS IN THE NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ECHOES: 35. MARGARITAE SORORI by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY VENUS AND ADONIS by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 14. TO THE HON. CHARLES TOWNSHEND - FROM THE COUNTRY by MARK AKENSIDE |