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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOMENT IN MARBLE, by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER First Line: I am a figure on the grecian urn Last Line: How fares my kettle and my unlocked door. Subject(s): Greece; Pottery And Potters; Greeks | |||
I am a figure on the Grecian urn, Not the pursued -- but one who loiters down To the sacrifice, nor ever shall return To the winding streets of that deserted town. This brooding gold, the dusty roadside leaves, Slow hours that drip as honey; one that stays, Cheating to silence something that still grieves -- Summer suspended, motionless, ablaze! So is the marble cut, and I content, Shall never chafe at this eternity Of bloom and hoof-mark and long grasses bent By clover winds from fields I cannot see; Nor shall I turn, look back or wonder more How fares my kettle and my unlocked door. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FLOWER NO MORE THAN ITSELF by LINDA GREGG ALMA IN ALL SEASONS by LINDA GREGG ALMA IN THE DARK by LINDA GREGG ALMA TO HER SISTER by LINDA GREGG ALONE WITH THE GODDESS by LINDA GREGG APHRODITE AND THE NATURE OF ART by LINDA GREGG AS BEING IS ETERNAL by LINDA GREGG 800,000 VIBRATIONS TO THE SECOND by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER |
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