Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A SON OF EROS, by LEE CARLTON BROWER First Line: For years I have used the happiness Last Line: And this love, though not young, cannot speak. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
For years I have used the happiness Of our love to cover me well at night And poised it during days to cool my eyes. In rains it is silk drawn snugly tight Over bowed ribs of steel to shelter me From drops of ennui that pierce the mains Of my life. Like phosphorus aflame on water Is our love that quickens our pulsing veins By the touch alone of finger-tip or cheek; And this love, though not young, cannot speak. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD THREE GRAINS OF CORN; THE IRISH FAMINE by AMELIA BLANDFORD EDWARDS |
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