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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE YOUNG MYSTIC, by LOUIS UNTERMEYER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: We sat together close and warm Last Line: "I saw him strike a match!" Alternate Author Name(s): Lewis, Michael Subject(s): Lightning; Storms; Youth; Lightning Rods | |||
WE sat together close and warm, My little tired boy and I— Watching across the evening sky The coming of the storm. No rumblings rose, no thunders crashed, The west-wind scarcely sang aloud; But from a huge and solid cloud The summer lightnings flashed. And then he whispered "Father, watch; I think God's going to light His moon—" "And when, my boy"..."Oh, very soon— I saw Him strike a match!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOLT FROM THE BLUE by GREGORY ORR POSTSCRIPT; TO MAXIME KUMIN by ELEANOR WILNER THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#13): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND THUNDER by MARVIN BELL EPITAPH by MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU THE IMPROVISATORE: ALBERT AND EMILY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES LIGHTNING by WILLIAM ROSE BENET SHEET LIGHTNING by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE SCYTHE STRUCK BY LIGHTING by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE OMINOUS TIMES by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A BIRTHDAY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER A VOICE FROM THE SWEAT-SHOPS (A HYMN WITH RESPONSES) by LOUIS UNTERMEYER |
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