Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PLATONICA, by JEANNETTE FOSTER First Line: Dear, dearest, / why do the arms of me yearn? Last Line: Could I be distant and cold? Variant Title(s): Platonics Subject(s): Absence; Cold; Death; Love - Loss Of; Old Age; Separation; Isolation; Dead, The | ||||||||
DEAR, dearest, Why do the arms of me yearn? Dear, dearest, Why do the lips of me burn? I, who have trained my mind in an austere school, Why do I quiver because your brow is cool? I, who have vowed that Minerva alone is fair, Why is my world ablaze at the touch of your hair? I, who have scorned things sensuous under my feet, Why do I freeze and burn if your lips are sweet? I, who know I must be as steel, and forget Why does the soul in me faint when your eyes are wet? Dear, dearest, Would I be ashen and old? Dear, dearest, Could I be distant and cold? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND |
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