Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN AN AEROPLANE, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: Merged in a moving picture earth goes by Last Line: Close to the confines of eternity. Subject(s): Aviation & Aviators; Sky; Tourists; Travel; Airplanes; Air Pilots; Journeys; Trips | ||||||||
MERGED in a moving picture earth goes by, Shriveled, and shorn of sound. Its lakes and streams And mighty ocean float but toy triremes Which have the pace of snails when viewed on high. Like children's jumbled blocks the cities lie, While men are but an emmet-race which teems Throughout their lace-like labyrinth of dreams, Watching our white-winged ship go down the sky. Ah, here is freedom, freedom vaster far Than Triton's salt-whipped leagues of liberty. Now we are comrades to the moon and star, The azure pioneers of realms to be, For we can go in this frail mounted car Close to the confines of eternity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES TO H. B. (WITH A BOOK OF VERSE) by MAURICE BARING A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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