Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO AN ARROW-HEAD, by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER First Line: I find thee here upon this field Last Line: Perhaps in this selfsame spot! Subject(s): Death; Forgetfulness; Past; Dead, The | ||||||||
I find thee here upon this field, A treasure by the plough revealed! While yonder stream bore the canoe Of vanished men who fashioned you; Their whoop rang through the skyless wood Where Industry doth blow Her trumpets frequent, loud, and rude, Which change the sylvan solitude That ruled the long ago. The Past would be in easy reach Hadst thou to-day the power of speech; What wondrous tales of days of yore Were mine:the part thine owner bore In feuds where now wide wheatfields wave; In chase where glades are not; Of eyes that did for pity crave; Of many a long-forgotten grave, Perhaps in this selfsame spot! | 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 A CHILD'S GRAVE by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER |
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