Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEATH AT PLAY, by NORMAN ROWLAND GALE Poet's Biography First Line: He blows through the keyhole to waver my candle Last Line: And make me believe he intends to come in. Subject(s): Aging; Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
HE blows through the keyhole to waver my candle, And seems to be pricking my spine with a pin As he stoops at the doorway to rattle the handle And make me believe he intends to come in. | 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 THE COUNTRY FAITH by NORMAN ROWLAND GALE |
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