Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ABSENCE, by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Sleep is death's image, -- poets tell us so Last Line: Then vanishes, to multiply my loss. Subject(s): Absence; Separation; Isolation | ||||||||
SLEEP is Death's image, poets tell us so; But Absence is the bitter self of Death, And, you away, Life's lips their red forego, Parched in an air unfreshened by your breath. Light of those eyes that made the light of mine, Where shine you? On what happier fields and flowers? Heaven's lamps renew their lustre less divine, But only serve to count my darkened hours. If with your presence went your image too, That brain-born ghost my path would never cross Which meets me now where'er I once met you, Then vanishes, to multiply my loss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EVENING OF THE MIND by DONALD JUSTICE CHRISTMAS AWAY FROM HOME by JANE KENYON THE PROBLEM by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN by DAVID LEHMAN THIS UNMENTIONABLE FEELING by DAVID LEHMAN AFTER THE BURIAL by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL |
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