Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIMITLESS OUT OF THE DUSK, by BROTHER CLEMENT First Line: There are lightly moving rivers Last Line: Of the world come home. Subject(s): Dreams; Dusk; Rivers; Nightmares | ||||||||
There are lightly moving rivers Like blue air, too delicately clear With liquid magic for breathing. There are gold towers sliding up The outer reaches of the ancient clouds. The world is too still a place . . . Too still . . . I have a dream That my dreamless head cannot hold! And my dream is of a city riding high Along the upper reaches of radiance, Beyond the edges of the ancient darkness . . . And there is no other dark, There is no other city Where the little white ships Of the world come home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN VARIATIONS: 18 by CONRAD AIKEN LIVE IT THROUGH by DAVID IGNATOW A DREAM OF GAMES by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL APOLOGY FOR BAD DREAMS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GIVE YOUR WISH LIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS SAINT DOROTHEA, MARTYR by BROTHER CLEMENT |
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