Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHRISTMAS, 1915, by PERCY MACKAYE Poet's Biography First Line: Now is the midnight of the nations: dark Last Line: What new-wing'd world, or mangled god still-born? Alternate Author Name(s): Mackaye, Percy Wallace Subject(s): Christmas; World War I; Nativity, The; First World War | ||||||||
Now is the midnight of the nations: dark Even as death, beside her blood-dark seas, Earth, like a mother in birth-agonies, Screams in her travail, and the planets hark Her million-throated terror. Naked, stark, Her torso writhes enormous, and her knees Shudder against the shadowed Pleiades, Wrenching the night's imponderable arc. Christ! What shall be delivered to the morn Out of these pangs, if ever indeed another Morn shall succeed this night, or this vast mother Survive to know the blood-spent offspring, torn From her racked flesh?What splendor from the smother? What new-wing'd world, or mangled god still-born? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A CHILD AT THE WICKET by PERCY MACKAYE |
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