Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WILD GEESE, by RUTH CURTIS DOUGLAS


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First Line: The flying wedges of the wild, gray geese
Last Line: Through night, through storm -- god knows what lies in wait.
Subject(s): Flight; Geese; Time; Travel; Flying; Journeys; Trips


The flying wedges of the wild, gray geese,
Beat northward all athwart the flaming sky;
And clearly, through the March day's sunset peace,
Comes to my ear their grating, raucous cry.

The urgency of life is in their wings:
It spurs them on nor will it let them rest;
To far lakes, fed by northern streams and springs,
Where in the ferny sedges they may nest.

Secret and safe the nestlings burst the shell,
And forth upon their early ventures dare;
Carefree as young things are, with none to tell
Of destined voyages through the trackless air.

Again I hear them cry, far in the night,
Still bravely winging on to meet their fate;
Thus are we swept along in Time's wild flight
Through night, through storm -- God knows what lies in wait.





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