As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valleys As the Tiger eased By but a Crumb of Blood, fasts Scarlet Till he meet a Man Dainty adorned with Veins and Tissues And partakes - his Tongue Cooled by the Morsel for a moment Grows a fiercer thing Till he esteem his Dates and Cocoa A Nutrition mean I, of a finer Famine Deem my Supper dry For but a Berry of Domingo And a Torrid Eye - | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GROSS CLINIC by CAROL FROST LEPANTO by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON THE ENKINDLED SPRING by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE THE MOWER AGAINST GARDENS by ANDREW MARVELL LONDON CHURCHES by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES THE MILL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |