Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE WIND SLEEPERS, by HILDA DOOLITTLE


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THE WIND SLEEPERS, by                 Poet's Biography
First Line: Whiter / than the crust
Last Line: Discords.
Alternate Author Name(s): H. D.; Aldington, Richard, Mrs.
Subject(s): Bible


WHITER
than the crust
left by the tide,
we are stung by the hurled sand
and the broken shells.
We no longer sleep
in the wind --
we awoke and fled
through the city gate.
Tear --
tear us an altar,
tug at the cliff-boulders,
pile them with the rough stones --
we no longer
sleep in the wind,
propitiate us.
Chant in a wail
that never halts,
pace a circle and pay tribute
with a song.
When the roar of a dropped wave
breaks into it,
pour meted words
of sea-hawks and gulls
and sea-birds that cry
discords.





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