Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MEDITATION, by CLAUDE HOUGHTON Poet's Biography First Line: I know a place of barren heaped-up rocks Last Line: Back to the twinkling harbour lights of home. Subject(s): Meditation | ||||||||
I KNOW a place of barren heaped-up rocks Where Ocean blossoms in white flowers of foam, And overhead the ever-circling gulls Still wheel and whirl like monstrous wind-tossed leaves. Here I was wont to pass the twilight hour, And from the land enswathed in ghostly mist Came musically the lowing of the herds; Here I would sit and watch the shadows weave Their veils of magic over sea and land, And dream awhile ... until I heard the chimes With silver whisper thread the listening gloom, Then would I rise and slowly pass my way Through silent fields and narrow echoing town, Back to the twinkling harbour lights of home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BROTHERS: 5. THE ROAD LED FROM DELIGHT by LUCILLE CLIFTON TEN OXHERDING PICTURES: A MEDITATION by LUCILLE CLIFTON BRIEF WYOMING MEDITATION by DIANE DI PRIMA MEDITATION AT FIFTY YARDS, MOVING TARGET by RITA DOVE ROTHKO'S LAST MEDITATION by BOB HICOK THE CRYSTAL GAZER by SARA TEASDALE MIRROR MEDITATION by ANNE WALDMAN TAN TIEN by MEI-MEI BERSSENBRUGGE CHANT D'AUTOMNE by CLAUDE HOUGHTON |
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