Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHERE WARMTH AND FURY GO, by JOSEPH JOEL KEITH Poet's Biography First Line: This is not a love I keep Last Line: If it be bloom, if it be dust. | ||||||||
This is not a love I keep: a love that lives beyond a year. And even when I see one weep I think, that's not for me -- that tear. This is not a place I know: a home, whatever a home might be. Where warmth and fury go, I go. There's little I want that I can see. There's little I seek that I can find walking the road of flame and rust, but I am a slave of a loftier mind, for seek I will, and seek I must, if it be bloom, if it be dust. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HE TAKES HER HAND by JOSEPH JOEL KEITH THE MOURNING GARMENT: THE DESCRIPTION OF THE SHEPHERD AND HIS WIFE by ROBERT GREENE A CHRISTMAS FOLK-SONG by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE SIR GALAHAD by ALFRED TENNYSON WHAT THEY ASK by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS MERCURY; ON LOSING MY POCKET MILTON AT LUSS NEAR BEN LOMOND by ROBERT ANDREWS ON THE DEATH OF THE PRINCESS CHARLOTTE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |
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