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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CONVERSATION, by EDGAR LEE MASTERS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: You knew then - starting, let us say, with ether Last Line: You could not read it Subject(s): Life Sciences; Life | |||
The Human Voice You knew then, starting let us say with ether, You would become electrons, out of whirling Would rise to atoms; then as an atom resting Till through Yourself in other atoms moving And by the fine affinity of power Atom with atom massed, You would go on Over the crest of visible forms transformed, Would be a molecule, a little system Wherein the atoms move like suns and planets With satellites, electrons. So as worlds build From star-dust, as electron to electron, The same attraction drawing, molecules Would wed and pass over the crest again Of visible forms, lying content as crystals, Or colloids - ready now to use the gleam Of life. As 'twere I see You with a match, As one in darkness lights a candle, and one Sees not his friend's form in the shadowed room Until the candle's lighted? Even his form Is darkened by the new-made light, he stands So near it! Well, I add to all I've asked Whether You knew the cell born to the glint Of that same lighted candle would not rest Even as electrons rest not - but would surge Over the crest of visible forms, become Beneath our feet things hidden from the eye However aided, - as above our heads Beyond the Milky Way great systems whirl Beyond the telescope, - become bacilli, Amoeba, starfish, swimming things, on land The serpent, and then birds, and beasts of prey The tiger (You in the tiger) on and on Surging above the crest of visible forms until The ape came - oh what ages they are to us - But still creation flies on wings of light - Then to the man who roamed the frozen fields Neither man nor ape, - we found his jaw, You know, At Heidelberg, in a sand-pit. On and on Till Babylon was builded, and arose Jerusalem and Memphis, Athens, Rome, Venice and Florence, Paris, London, Berlin, New York, Chicago - did You know, I ask, All this would come of You in ether moving? A Voice I knew. The Human Voice You knew that man was born to be destroyed, That as an atom perfect, whole, at ease, Drawn to some other atom, is broken, changed And rises o'er the crest of visible things To something else - that man must pass as well Through equal transformation. And You knew The unutterable things of man's life: From the first You saw his wracked Deucalion-soul that looks Backward on life that rises, where he rose Out of the stones. You saw him looking forward Over the purple mists that hide the gulf. Ere the green cell rose, even in the green cell You saw the sequences of thought - You saw That one would say, "All's matter" and another, "All's mind," and man's mind which reflects the image, Could not envision it. That even worship Of what you are would be confused by cries From India or Palestine. That love Which sees itself beginning in the seeds, Which fly and seek each other, maims The soul at the last in loss of child or friend Father or mother. And You knew that sex, Ranging from plants through beasts and up to us Had ties of filth - And out of them would rise Diverse philosophies to tear the world. You knew, when the green cell arose, that even The You which formed it moving on would bring Races and breeds, madmen, tyrants, slaves, The idiot child, the murderer, the insane - All springing from the action of one law. You knew the enmity that lies between The lives of micro-beings and our own. You knew How man would rise to vision of himself: Immortal only in the race's life. And past the atom and the first glint of life, Saw him with soul enraptured, yet o'ershadowed Amid self-consciousness! A Voice I knew. But this your fault: You see me as apart, Over, removed, at enmity with You. You are in Me, and of Me, even at one With Me. But there's your soul - your soul may be The germinal cell of vaster evolution. Why try to tell you? If I gave a cell Voice to inquire, and it should ask you this: "After me what, a stalk, a flower, life That swims or crawls?" And if I gave to you Wisdom to say: "You shall become a reed By the water's edge" - how could the cell foresee What the reed is, bending beneath the wind When the lake ripples and the skies are blue As larkspur? Therefore I, who moved in darkness Becoming light in suns and light in souls And mind with thought - for what is thought but light Sprung from the clash of ether? - I am with you. And if beyond this stable state that stands For your life here (as cells are whole and balanced Till the inner urge bring union, then a breaking And building up to higher life), there is No memory of this world nor of your thought, Nor sense of life on this world lived and borne; Or whether you remember, know yourself As one who lived here, suffered here, aspired - What does it matter? - you cannot be lost, As I am lost not. Therefore be at peace. And from the laws whose orbits cross and run To seeming tangles, find the law through which Your soul shall be perfected till it draw, - As the green cell the sunlight draws and turns Its chemical effulgence into life - My inner splendor. All the rest is mine In infinite time. For if I should unroll The parchment of the future, it were vain - You could not read it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRIVILEGE OF BEING by ROBERT HASS SEAWATER STIFFENS CLOTH by JANE HIRSHFIELD SAYING YES TO LIVING by DAVID IGNATOW THE WORLD IS SO DIFFICULT TO GIVE UP by DAVID IGNATOW SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALEXANDER THROCKMORTON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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