Let soft white silver of her tears Cake crystal all her fears That Babel-like rise To pry sorrow From God's eyes. Soon comes the morrow When they meet -- Stalagmite And stalactite -- To complete With sudden halt A pillar of salt. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FAT LADY by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN EQUAL SACRIFICE by ROBERT FROST NOT OUR GOOD LUCK by ROBINSON JEFFERS VOICES OF THE AIR by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DOMESDAY BOOK: THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS NEBUCHADNEZZAR: OR EATING GRASS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HOLES BORED IN A WORKBAG BY THE SCISSORS by MARIANNE MOORE THE UNDERGRADUATE KILLED IN BATTLE; OXFORD, 1915 by GEORGE SANTAYANA |