Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CONSOLATION, by STANLEY KILNER BOOTH First Line: Consolation. How vibrant the word Last Line: Nor the melody unheard. Subject(s): Consolation | ||||||||
Consolation. How vibrant the word And how endearing! Yet, in the first days of our affliction, It falls on the heart unhearing, Or like far-distant music scarcely heard. When the flames of grief have burned to ashes, Then will only embers glow In the stricken heart, Until anguish becomes a thing apart And we cease to know The bitter pain of sorrow. Then over the mind there flashes A summons, a hope, a word For the more courageous morrow, And the consolation of friends That seemed like distant music Reverberates through our being To cheer and make amends ... For the heart is not unhearing, Nor the melody unheard. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHAKESPEARE'S GRAVE by ROBINSON JEFFERS RECOMPENSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE WILLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON EINSTEIN by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH HOLDERLIN'S JOURNEY by EDWIN MUIR THE PRODIGAL SON by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ILKA BLADE O' GRASS KEPS ITS AIN DRAP O' DEW by JAMES BALLANTYNE COMFORT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING PHANTOMS IN GREEN by STANLEY KILNER BOOTH |
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