Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RADIO VOICE, by HELEN BRYAN First Line: It sings of wonder and dawn and distant seas Last Line: With arrows of sudden beauty? Subject(s): Radio | ||||||||
It sings of wonder and dawn and distant seas, And I, forgetful of all these, Through toil and figures and strident masculine voices, Know that somewhere In less obscuring air Life sheds its tangled shroud and rejoices; So I am stabbed, and listen -- Rouse from my dull, dead sleep and listen And let pain come with tiger's feet To tread my heart again, and tear Through the film of dust and dark forgetting To the unquenched light I have hidden there -- And through the blurred and querulous fretting Of the mangled cries of the street, And the newsboys' eager wailing, And the raucous toot of ship just sailing, Lost ecstasies come back to me crying Like trees at night-time sighing. Why must I heed your call, O voice that hides in a wall? Can you not leave me Plodding and drugged with duty? Why do you cleave me With arrows of sudden beauty? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL BROADCASTING CORPORATION by ANSELM HOLLO ROSE COLORED GLASSES by KENNETH REXROTH LISTENING TO A BROKEN RADIO by ARTHUR SZE ELECTRIC ELEGY by ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI |
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