Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COLOR, by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: A blue-black nubian plucking oranges Last Line: In that old heaven where things are what they seem. Subject(s): Beauty; Blacks | ||||||||
A blue-black Nubian plucking oranges At Jaffa by a sea of malachite In red tarboosh, green sash, and flowing white Burnous -- among the shadowy memories That haunt me yet by these bleak Northern seas He lives for ever in my eyes' delight, Bizarre, superb in young immortal might -- A god of old barbaric mysteries. Maybe he lived a life of lies and lust: Maybe his bones are now but scattered dust: Yet, for a moment he was life supreme Exultant and unchallenged: and my rhyme Would set him safely out of reach of time In that old heaven where things are what they seem. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PITY THIS POOR ANIMAL by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE GAME OF COLOR by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA A STRANGE MEETING by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE CONGO by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY TELEPHONE CONVERSATION by WOLE SOYINKA GIVE HIM HIS DUE by LEVI BISHOP A FAIR NYMPH SCORNING A BLACK BOY COURTING HER by JOHN CLEVELAND THE SNAPPING OF THE BOW by JAMES DAVID CORROTHERS |
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