Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MESSAGES, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: We flash a thought across the wave Last Line: His soul attuned to trust. Subject(s): Faith; Belief; Creed | ||||||||
WE flash a thought across the wave, A voice gives glad return, And yet how strange that from the grave Comes not the word we yearn! Thought leaps the hills and spans the sea, Nor needs the singing wires, But in the great eternity We seem to strike no fires. Small is our faith and short our sight If we hear not the word Which from the future's starless night By great souls has been heard; Our heart-pleas pass to His far deeps And His grace leaps the dust, But only he receives who keeps His soul attuned to trust. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNHOLY SONNET 4 by MARK JARMAN QUIA ABSURDUM by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS SONNET TO FORTUNE by LUCY AIKEN JONATHAN EDWARDS IN WESTERN MASSACHUSETTS by ROBERT LOWELL RELIGIOUS INSTRUCTION by MINA LOY A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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