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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IMPRESSION, by GENOA MORRIS First Line: What draws me to my window, gentle night? Last Line: The tragic siren shrieks! I draw the blind. Subject(s): Hallucinations And Illusions | |||
What draws me to my window, gentle Night? I raise the blind: an aria greets my ear. Spiraling high, it blends love, hate and fear In soft orchestral strains of keen delight. Skyward through city canyons hear it climb. These towering, green-gray, phosphorescent walls, Floors of dim, glistening pavements, spacious halls, This is a stage for opera sublime! How near they seem, those mauve, low-curtaining clouds! The Illusion my corporeal vision bars, While rosy neon footlights dim the stars, And now across the stage move drifting crowds. The dissonant noises softened and refined Form harmonies subdued and weirdly sweet Accompanying the drama of the street... The tragic siren shrieks! I draw the blind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE UNDERGROUND by THOMAS MCGRATH DISENCHANTMENT by DAVID MACBETH MOIR THE IMPROVISATRICE; ILLUSTRATIVE OF PICTURE BY BONE ENGRAVED BY ROMNEY by DAVID MACBETH MOIR PIPE DREAMS: 9 by WILLIAM A. PHELON THE LAST ILLUSION by JOHN COWPER POWYS ILLUSION by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER OPTICAL ILLUSION by KATHLEEN JESSIE RAINE HALLUCINATION: 1 by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS GRAVEYARD ON THE HILL by GENOA MORRIS STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 2. ILLINOIS by CLARENCE MAJOR |
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