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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DESPAIR, by ROBERT FROST Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I am like a dead diver after all's Last Line: White lily from the air -- and now the fishes come. Subject(s): Despair | |||
I am like a dead diver after all's Done, still held fast in the weeds' snare below, Where in the gloom his limbs begin to glow Swaying at his moorings as the roiled bottom falls. There was a moment when with vainest calls He drank the water, saying, 'Oh let me go -- God let me go,' -- for then he could not know As in the sun's warm light on earth and walls. I am like a dead diver in this place. I was alive here too one desperate space, And near prayer in the one whom I invoked. I tore the muscles from my limbs and choked. My sudden struggle may have dragged down some White lily from the air -- and now the fishes come. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DAY THAT WAS THAT DAY by AMY LOWELL MAN IN THE STREET OR HAND OVER MOUTH by HEATHER MCHUGH BURIAL RITES by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE CAMPS; FOR MARILYN HACKER by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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