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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SCORPION, by WILLIAM PLOMER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Limpopo and tugela churned Last Line: A scorpion on a stone. Subject(s): Africa | |||
Limpopo and Tugela churned In flood for brown and angry miles Melons, maize, domestic thatch, The trunks of trees and crocodiles; The swollen estuaries were thick With flotsam, in the sun one saw The corpse of a young negress bruised By rocks, and rolling on the shore, Pushed by the waves of morning, rolled Impersonally among shells, With lolling breasts and bleeding eyes, And round her neck were beads and bells. That was the Africa we knew, Where, wandering alone, We saw, heraldic in the heat, A scorpion on a stone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFRICA PAESE NOTTURNO by KENNETH KOCH OTTFFSSENTE by KENNETH REXROTH AFRICA REVISITED by ROBERT DUNCAN THE QUEST FOR THE SOURCE OF THE NILE by ALBERT GOLDBARTH MARIA CALLAS, THE WOMAN BEHIND THE LEGEND* by MADELINE DEFREES |
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