Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOLLYWOOD NOCTURNE, by JANE BOWER First Line: The tired boulevard Last Line: So young -- is old. Subject(s): Hollywood, California | ||||||||
The tired boulevard, Dozing and off its guard, Slips from its boots that creak with polishing And rests its feet on the knees of the quiet hour -- Shifts the weight of its too important cloak And lets its shoulders droop in the dark. No challenge at the crossing, Only a sleepy wink that seems to say -- "Take over, it has been a heavy day." And then the turning upward toward the hills, Into the fragrance of the woody road -- Here trees have spread their boughs To catch the night, and hold its secret In their certain strength. They have not wearied in these hundred years -- And in the light Of the soft dark night, Only the boulevard -- so bold -- So young -- is old. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POSTMASTER-GENERAL WILL HAYS ENTERS INTO HOLLYWOOD by STODDARD KING GROWING UP IN HOLLYWOOD, 1939-1957 by STEPHEN BEAL SHAPE OF THE STAR by CHARLES BUKOWSKI SUFFERED UNDER PONTIUS PILATE, WAS CRUCIFIED, DEAD, AND BURIED by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER IDYLL 1. LAMENT FOR ADONIS by BION THE VIRGIN MARY TO THE CHILD JESUS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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