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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SITTING, by CECIL DAY LEWIS Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: So like a god I sit here Last Line: And know not it ends in you. Alternate Author Name(s): Blake, Nicolas Subject(s): Paintings & Painters | |||
For Laurence Gowing So like a god I sit here, One of those stone dreamers quarried from solitude, A genius -- if ever there was one -- of the place: The mountain's only child, lips aloof as a snow line, Forearms impassive along the cloud-base of aeons, Eyes heavy on distance -- Graven eyes that flinch not, flash not, if eagles Clap their wings in my face. With hieratic gestures He the suppliant, priest, interpreter, subtly Wooing my virtue, officiates by the throne. I know the curious hands are shaping, reshaping the image Of what is only an image of things impalpable. I feel how the eyes strain To catch a truth behind the oracular presence -- Eyes that augur through stone. And the god asks, 'What have I for you But the lichenous shadow of thought veiling my temple, The runnels a million time-drops have chased on my cheek?' And the man replies, 'I will show you the creed of your bone, I'll draw you The shape of solitude to which you were born.' And the god cries, 'I am meek, Brushed by an eagle's wind; and a voice bids me Speak. But I cannot speak.' The god thinks, Let him project, if He must, his passionate shapings on my stone heart, Wrestle over my body with his sprite, Through these blind eyes imagine a skin-deep world in perspective: Let him make, if he will, the crypt of my holy mountain His own: let even the light That bathes my temple become as it were an active Property of his sight. O man, O innocent artist Who paint me with green of your fields, with amber or yellow Of love's hair, red of the heart's blood, eyebright blue, Conjuring forms and rainbows out of an empty mist -- Your hand is upon me, as even now you follow Up the immortal clue Threading my veins of emerald, topaz, amethyst, And know not it ends in you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1801: AMONG THE PAPERS OF THE ENVOY TO CONSTANTINOPLE by RICHARD HOWARD VENETIAN INTERIOR, 1889 by RICHARD HOWARD THERE IS A GOLD LIGHT IN CERTAIN OLD PAINTINGS by DONALD JUSTICE DUTCH INTERIORS by JANE KENYON INVITATION TO A PAINTER: 3 by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE CHINA PAINTERS by TED KOOSER ELEGY FOR SOL LEWITT by ANN LAUTERBACH ON THE SEPARATION OF ADAM AND EVE by TIMOTHY LIU |
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