Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAPSE, by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER First Line: Measure the failure of print Last Line: A loathsome crime. Subject(s): Night; Silence; Bedtime | ||||||||
Measure the failure of print Not by the travelled eye; Nor test the vibrations of night air Speaking our tongue, By the deaf ear If we listenedif we saw, The switching on of lights at twilight In the well-warmed house, Would be more gruesome Than stumbling among the dead, And the savoring of the melon on the tongue, A loathsome crime. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BREATH OF NIGHT by RANDALL JARRELL HOODED NIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP by ROBINSON JEFFERS WORKING OUTSIDE AT NIGHT by DENIS JOHNSON POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN COOL DARK ODE by DONALD JUSTICE POEM TO BE READ AT 3 A.M by DONALD JUSTICE ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN 800,000 VIBRATIONS TO THE SECOND by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER |
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