Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WALKING MAN OF RODIN, by CARL SANDBURG Poet's Biography First Line: Legs hold a torso away from the earth Last Line: The skull found always crumbling neighbor of the ankles. Subject(s): Rodin, Auguste (1840-1917) | ||||||||
Legs hold a torso away from the earth. And a regular high poem of legs is here. Powers of bone and cord raise a belly and lungs Out of ooze and over the loam where eyes look and ears hear And arms have a chance to hammer and shoot and run motors. You make us proud of our legs, old man. And you left off the head here, The skull found always crumbling neighbor of the ankles. | Other Poems of Interest...AT THE MUSEE RODIN IN PARIS by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE PARALLAX MONOGRAPH FOR RODIN by NORMAN DUBIE TO RODIN by CHARLES WHARTON STORK ON RODIN'S 'L'ILLUSION, SOEUR D'ICARE' by TRUMBULL STICKNEY RODIN: THE CATHEDRAL; ON COMING UPON IT UNPREPARED by MILLER WILLIAMS |
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