Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WORDS, by GRACE MANSFIELD First Line: Our words are flame and ashes, fleet Last Line: The coin we used along the way we went. Subject(s): Language; Words; Vocabulary | ||||||||
Our words are flame and ashes, fleet as breath, Plumes for adventure, pageantry of death. Our words are color -- yellow, blue, and red, Drumbeat for marching, prayer for bed. Words are our armor, they are our intent, The coin we used along the way we went. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOWYOUBEENS' by TERRANCE HAYES MY LIFE: REASON LOOKS FOR TWO, THEN ARRANGES IT FROM THERE by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: THE BEST WORDS by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN CANADA IN ENGLISH by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THERE IS NO WORD by TONY HOAGLAND CONSIDERED SPEECH by JOHN HOLLANDER AND MOST OF ALL, I WANNA THANK ?Ǫ by JOHN HOLLANDER CITY STREET by GRACE MANSFIELD |
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