Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BABYLONIAN LYRIC, by GORDON BOTTOMLEY Poet's Biography First Line: Nimroud was a hunter, striding Last Line: Tressed with life, with deep death shod. Subject(s): Babylon | ||||||||
NIMROUD was a hunter, striding A belated mastodon; Forests where he took his riding Lay like corn when night came on. Nimroud slid beneath the table After seven vats of drink: When he rose he builded Babel Tottering on heaven's brink. Babel fell in storm, but Nimroud Went to sleep among his vats, Where his body hid a dim rood, Drawing down a plague of gnats. By his elemental snoring Baffled gnats swirled in his nose; Thick ones up his brain crept boring, Where their bodies swelled and rose. Such his pain and such his clamour That an Ethiop grey from fears With a giant's wooden hammer Beat his head four hundred years. On his eagle's-breast-filled pallet Nimroud swore that he was god ('Twixt the wearings of the mallet) Tressed with life, with deep death shod. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...CANDLES IN BABYLON by DENISE LEVERTOV VISIONS OF DANIEL by ROBERT PINSKY ASHURNATSIRPAL III by CARL SANDBURG SUPER FLUMINA BABYLONIS by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE BABEL: THE GATE OF GOD by GORDON BOTTOMLEY THE ULTIMATE NATION by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON HARPS HUNG UP IN BABYLON by ARTHUR WILLIS COLTON MAD TOM TATTERMAN by JOHN DRINKWATER |
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