Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OUT OF THE SHADOWS: AN UNFINISHED SONNET-SEQUENCE 13, by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. First Line: O love, my love, thou'rt in the passing crowd Last Line: Thy blood-warm spirit to hearts bitter cold. Subject(s): Hearts; Love; Solitude; Loneliness | ||||||||
O love, my love, thou 'rt in the passing crowd, But none shall see thee save the eyes that burn; O love, my love, thou singest long and loud, But none shall hear thee save the ears that yearn. O love, my love, thou 'rt in the solitude Of foam-crest oceans and the tangled wood, But none shall know thee in thy changing mood, Save minds deep-nurtured in the heart's dark flood. O love, my love, thou 'rt in the blue-girt sky, And bound in murmurs of the sighing breeze, But none shall feel thy lilting melody, Save hearts that quaff thy spirits-passioned lees. O love, thou wert a beggar shouldst thou hold Thy blood-warm spirit to hearts bitter cold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES AND WHAT SHALL YOU SAY? by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. |
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