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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SHAPE OF THE CORONER, by WALLACE STEVENS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: It was the morn Last Line: In a parlor of day. Subject(s): Corpses; Embalming; Cadavers | |||
It was the morn And palms were waved And the brass was played Then the coroner came In his limpid shoes. The palms were played For the beau of illusions. The termagent fans Of his orange days Fell, famous and flat, And folded him round, Folded and fell And the brass grew cold And the coroner's hand Dismissed the band. It was the coroner Poured this elixir Into the ground, And a shabby man, An eye too sleek, And a biscuit cheek. And the coroner bent Over the palms. The elysium lay In a parlor of day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CORPSES (1) by LYNN EMANUEL LENINGRAD CEMETERY, WINTER OF 1941 by SHARON OLDS TWO VIEWS OF A CADAVER ROOM: 2 by SYLVIA PLATH A MONUMENT by ALBERT GOLDBARTH THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#1): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN by MARVIN BELL ON THE TURNING UP OF UNIDENTIFIED BLACK FEMALE CORPSES by TOI DERRICOTTE |
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