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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LONE BUTTE, by EVA K. ANGLESBURG First Line: It towers above the sleekly rounded hills Last Line: A relic of the childhood of the world. Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness | |||
It towers above the sleekly rounded hills, Ancient, austere, a remnant of a vast, Forgotten land. It muses on the past, On how the patient, toiling centuries Planed down a proud plateau to fashion these Low, rounded hills. At night it contemplates The stately march of stars and meditates Upon eternity. It is content To dream away the years, indifferent. Desiring no companionship, serene, Misted with amethyst and mauve and green It looms against a pale sky, cloud-impearled— A relic of the childhood of the world. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES BROTHER GENE by EVA K. ANGLESBURG |
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