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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOST WINE, by PAUL VALERY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: One day into the sea I cast Last Line: Forms unfathomed leaping there. Subject(s): Loss | |||
One day into the sea I cast (But where I cannot now divine) As offering to oblivion, My small store of precious wine . . . What, oh rare liquor, willed your loss? Some oracle half understood? Some hidden impulse of the heart That made the poured wine seem like blood? From this infusion of smoky rose The sea regained its purity, Its usual transparency . . . Lost was the wine, and drunk the waves! I saw high in the briny air Forms unfathomed leaping there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1851: A MESSAGE TO DENMARK HILL by RICHARD HOWARD WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN HEAVY SUMMER RAIN by JANE KENYON BURNING THE OLD YEAR by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE |
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