Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HUNTRESS, by HILDA DOOLITTLE Poet's Biography First Line: Come, blunt your spear with us Last Line: And drop exhausted at our feet. Alternate Author Name(s): H. D.; Aldington, Richard, Mrs. Subject(s): Bible; Hunting; Hunters | ||||||||
Come, blunt your spear with us, our pace is hot and our bare heels in the heel-prints -- we stand tense -- do you see -- are you already beaten by the chase? We lead the pace for the wind on the hills, the low hill is spattered with loose earth -- our feet cut into the crust as with spears. We climbed the ploughed land, dragged the seed from the clefts, broke the clods with our heels, whirled with a parched cry into the woods: Can you come, can you come, can you follow the hound trail, can you trample the hot froth? Spring up -- sway forward -- follow the quickest one, aye, though you leave the trail and drop exhausted at our feet. | Other Poems of Interest...THE LAMENT OF QUARRY by LEONIE ADAMS KILLDEER by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE YOUNG FOWLER THAT MISTOOK HIS GAME by PHILIP AYRES |
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