Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS FOR NEW YORK CITY: 2. A POLITICAL 'BOSS', by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH Poet's Biography First Line: Has he no country? Is he of alien breed? Last Line: I felt the burning garments of thy shame. Subject(s): New York City; Politics & Government; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple | ||||||||
HAS he no country? Is he of alien breed? Is this land not his home? Oh, exiled one! Stranger to his own kind, where does he run? How he has shamed us, for the world to read! Oh, carrion, prowling where this people bleed, Grown fat upon disaster, hide from the sun! A scornful nation asks, what has he done With the public trust, the honor, and the need. Not him with glorious hand will we indite, Patriot, Statesman, in the Hall of Fame, Nor will we let him flee into the night Of safe oblivion! But oh -- that name For our sons' sons a moving hand shall write In scarlet letters on the walls of Shame. I felt the burning garments of thy shame. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...READY FOR THE CANNERY by BERTON BRALEY TRANTER IN AMERICA by AUGUST KLEINZAHLER MEETING YOU AT THE PIERS by KENNETH KOCH FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV ON 52ND STREET by PHILIP LEVINE THREE POEMS FOR NEW YORK by JOSEPHINE MILES NEW YORK SUBWAY by HILDA MORLEY SONGS FOR MY MOTHER: 2. HER HANDS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |
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