Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FAMILIARITY, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Dance not your spectral dance at me Last Line: This foam-cold vale. Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund | ||||||||
DANCE not your spectral dance at me; I know you well! Along this lane there lives no tree But I can tell. I know each fall and rise and twist; You -- why, a wildflower in the mist, The moon, the mist. Sound not that long alarm, gray tower, I know you well; This is your habit at this hour, You and your bell! If once, I heard a hundred times Through evening's ambuscade your chimes -- Dark tower, your chimes. Enforce not that no-meaning so, Familiar stream; Whether you tune it high or low, I know your theme; A proud-fed but a puny rill, A meadow brook, poured quick and shrill -- Alone and shrill. Sprawl not so monster-like, blind mist; I know not "seems"; I am too old a realist To take sea-dreams From you, or think a great white Whale Floats through our hawthorn-scented vale -- This foam-cold vale. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOREFATHERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN REPORT ON EXPERIENCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SOLUTIONS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE GIANT PUFFBALL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE MIDNIGHT SKATERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN VLAMERTINGHE: PASSING THE CHATEAU, JULY 1917 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN 11TH R.S.R. by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN 1916 SEEN FROM 1921 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A 'FIRST IMPRESSION': TOKYO by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A BRIDGE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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