Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SURF - JONES BEACH, by MARCIA NICHOLS HOLDEN First Line: White to the lips, the waves Last Line: Back to eternity. Subject(s): Jones Beach, New York | ||||||||
White to the lips, the waves Suck at the silver beach; Their breaking tips beyond, As far as sight can reach. Puff balls of foam escape, Racing from draining sea; Blown in the sandy wind Back to eternity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTHER AND POET; TURIN, AFTER THE NEWS FROM GAETA, 1861 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE COUNTRY FAITH by NORMAN ROWLAND GALE RECONCILIATION by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL SONNET PREFIXED TO 'NENNIO, OR A TREATISE OF NOBILITY' by EDMUND SPENSER A THREAD OF HAIR by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER |
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