Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON READING OF THE DEATH OF THOMAS WOLFE, by MARION LOUISE BLISS First Line: From death to morning' is the way he went Last Line: To morning! Morning was the answer that he found . . . Subject(s): Death; Wolfe, Thomas Clayton (1900-1938); Dead, The | ||||||||
"From death to morning" is the way he went: This darkness was the restlessness he knew, The question, and the feverish march which grew Laden and quick as rivers at the flood, Splendid and quick as the closed stream of blood, Various and quick as time's great cloudy wheel Of whirling dark and light, lifted and real, Shaped to a year and yet a year, and age And yet an age -- a long millenium, Geared to the ticking of a planet's pendulum. "From death to morning" is the way he went, His mind with one long earnest question bent; And the dark wheel of time turned on around To morning! Morning was the answer that he found . . . | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND |
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