Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DOVE, by ABUL HASAN OF SEVILLE First Line: Naught disturbed my tranquil mood Last Line: Whither? Ah, I do not know. Alternate Author Name(s): Abu L-hasan Ali Ibn Hisn Subject(s): Doves | ||||||||
Naught disturbed my tranquil mood Save a dove, that softly cooed On his lonely branch, supreme Over island, over stream. Collar of pistachio, Throat embroidered silk aglow, Turquoise-blue his bosom's sash, Back and wing-tips all of ash. Pearly lashes necklace-wise Ringed the rubies of his eyes, And his brow was chapleted With a slender golden thread. Sword-sharp was his beak, and white, But its tip was jet as night, Like a pen of silver dipped Into ink, and sable-tipped. Cushioned on his twig alone Like a monarch on a throne, Neck inclined, and burrowing In his soft and folded wing. When he saw my tears aflow (And my weeping moved him so) Startled, he ascended now To the topmost leafy bough. There his outspread wings he shook, Clapping feathers as he took With my heart the air, to go Whither? Ah, I do not know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LETTING THE DOVES OUT by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER THE DOVE'S NECK by GERALD STERN THE DOVE IN SPRING by WALLACE STEVENS WHAT THE DOVE SINGS by CAROL FROST THE DOVE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE PHOENIX AND THE TURTLE by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE GOLDEN GLOW by ABUL HASAN OF SEVILLE THE TRASH MEN by CHARLES BUKOWSKI TO EMILIE BIGELOW HAPGOOD - PHILANTHROPIST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |
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