Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIKE A WORN GRAY-HAIRED MARINER WHOM THE SEA, by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: Leaving behind a waste where desolate I may die Alternate Author Name(s): Brown, Isaac Subject(s): Solitude; Mortality | ||||||||
Like a worn gray-haired mariner whom the sea I hath wrecked, then flung in mockery ashore, To clamber some gaunt cliff, and list the roar Of wave pursuing wave unceasingly ; His native land, dear home, and toil-won store Inexorably severed from his sight ; His sole companions Hopelessness and Grief ''" Who feels his day will soon be mirkest night ''" Who from its close alone expects relief ''" Praying life's sands, in pity, to descend And rid him of life's burden, ''" So do I Gaze on the world, and time fast surging by, Drifting away each hope with each tried friend- Leaving behind a waste where desolate I may die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WISE MEN IN THEIR BAD HOURS by ROBINSON JEFFERS READING ALOUD TO MY FATHER by JANE KENYON JEANIE MORRISON by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL |
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