Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE REBEL, by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN Poet's Biography First Line: A riot-maker! Can the fruit Last Line: The laughter of her greater sons. Alternate Author Name(s): Burke, Fielding Subject(s): Chaos; Life; Revolutions | ||||||||
A RIOT-MAKER! Can the fruit Of frenzy be a gracious thing? His soul has hands; above the bruit They lift a song-bird quivering. World-wrecker! Shall he trampling go Till Beauty's drenched and lonely eyes Mourn a deserted earth? But no! Men go not down till men arise. The game is Life's. She plays to win; And whirls to dust her overlings; Her abluent winds shall spare no sin, Though hidden in the breast of kings; And Earth is smiling as she takes To her old lap their fallen bones, For down the throbbing ways there wakes The laughter of her greater sons. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CLOUDS OF MAGELLAN (APHORISMS OF MR. CANON ASPIRIN) by NORMAN DUBIE WE WHO WERE EXECUTED by FAIZ AHMED FAIZ A SEMI-REVOLUTION by ROBERT FROST L,ENVOI: IN OUR TIME by ERNEST HEMINGWAY FROM THE PARIS COMMUNE TO THE KRONSTADT REBELLION by KENNETH REXROTH HATCHING; FOR DAW AUNG SAN SUU KYI by KAREN SWENSON TABLEAUX VIVANTS; NAPLES, 1790 by ELAINE TERRANOVA THE PATH-FLOWER by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN |
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