Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A FRAGMENT, by JAMES ELROY FLECKER Poet's Biography First Line: O pouring westering streams Last Line: All to embrace his mother throned in her shell. | ||||||||
O pouring westering streams Shouting that I have leapt the mountain bar, Down curve on curve my journey's white way gleams -- My road along the river of return. I know the countries where the white moons burn, And heavy star on star Dips on the pale and crystal desert hills. I know the river of the sun that fills With founts of gold the lakes of Orient sky. * * * And I have heard a voice of broken seas And from the cliffs a cry. Ah still they learn, those cave-eared Cyclades, The Triton's friendly or his fearful horn And why the deep sea-bells but seldom chime, And how those waves and with what spell-swept rhyme In years of morning, on a summer's morn Whispering round his castle on the coast, Lured young Achilles from his haunted sleep And drave him out to dive beyond those deep Dim purple windows of the empty swell, His ivory body flitting like a ghost Over the holes where flat blind fishes dwell, All to embrace his mother throned in her shell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD SHIPS by JAMES ELROY FLECKER A MIRACLE OF BETHLEHEM by JAMES ELROY FLECKER A NEW YEAR'S CAROL by JAMES ELROY FLECKER A SACRED DIALOGUE (CHRISTMAS 1912) by JAMES ELROY FLECKER A WESTERN VOYAGE by JAMES ELROY FLECKER BALLAD OF CAMDEN TOWN by JAMES ELROY FLECKER BALLAD OF THE LONDONER by JAMES ELROY FLECKER BRUMANA by JAMES ELROY FLECKER BRYAN OF BRITTANY by JAMES ELROY FLECKER |
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