Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TIME, by BHARTRIHARI First Line: Time is the root of all this earth Last Line: Bow each in turn,why tears for birth or death? Alternate Author Name(s): Bhartrhari Subject(s): Life; Time | ||||||||
TIME is the root of all this earth; These creatures, who from Time had birth, Within his bosom at the end Shall sleep; Time hath nor enemy nor friend. All we in one long caravan Are journeying since the world began; We know not whither, but we know Time guideth at the front, and all must go. Like as the wind upon the field Bows every herb, and all must yield, So we beneath Time's passing breath Bow each in turn,why tears for birth or death? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND |
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