Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A SULPHUR-CRESTED COCKATOO, by MARY NICHOL CAMPBELL First Line: Unflinching, cool, detached, of raiment proud Last Line: No man could ever mark me as unclean! Subject(s): Parrots | ||||||||
Unflinching, cool, detached, of raiment proud, Wraith of some Persian prince long ages dead, Immaculate, -- the hue of moon-tipped cloud, You stand in state, a crescent on your head. What spring is there within my breast vibrates This reverence I feel beholding you? A feeling which all self-conceit berates, Compelling me to praise a cockatoo? If true, the body does reflect the soul, How nearer to perfection are you now Than I, drab blur -- you, polychrome control, So I before your royal head must bow! Oh, were my thoughts as spotless as your sheen, No man could ever mark me as unclean! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEDITATIONS OF A PARROT by JOHN ASHBERY TROPICAL PARROTS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THE SAILOR TO HIS PARROT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE PARROT; A DOMESTIC ANECDOTE by THOMAS CAMPBELL SONG OF THE THREE SEEDS IN THE MACAW'S BEAK by ELIZABETH JANE COATSWORTH THE PARROT by JAMES ELROY FLECKER BREVITY by MARY NICHOL CAMPBELL |
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