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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
P-151, by JOHN CIARDI Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: It fills the sky like wind made visible Last Line: Her birth above the hill like a crowd's cheer Subject(s): Aviation & Aviators; Airplanes; Air Pilots | |||
It fills the sky like wind made visible And given voice like drums through amplifiers. Too great a terror to be lost on death Remembering that all our dreams are fliers This terror, cannoned as the hawk is billed, Taloned with lusty boys who love their toy, Mounts on the living energy of grace Whose passing cracks on burning lathes of joy. Piston by piston the made fumes of flight Frenzy the startled air her passing sears Fast as a head can turn from East to West She summons distances and disappears That moment only - glancing up and gone - And see, her boy outburns the burning year And we are clod and pasture fixed upon Her birth above the hills like a crowd's cheer | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LEARNERS by RANDALL JARRELL AERO-LAUGHTER by ROBERT MCALMON CONSUMMATION by ROBERT MCALMON NAVY FIELD by WILLIAM MEREDITH READING MY POEMS FROM WORLD WAR II by WILLIAM MEREDITH LONELY EAGLES by MARILYN NELSON WHAT JOHNNY TOLD ME by JOHN CIARDI |
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