Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VERBA DE VERBO VITAE, by ARMEL O'CONNOR First Line: How vain, the world's artillery of words Last Line: And bless a poet's singleness of heart. Subject(s): Language; Words; Vocabulary | ||||||||
How vain, the world's artillery of words, Careless and cruel, proudly unashamed! . . . I must be careful. I must ponder, feel, Must agonize -- until the very words, Simple, direct, and starkly sorrowful, Are given me. Yea, they must bring me, force me To my knees -- arrest the flow of blood Until the heart beat haltingly, and life Make manifest only a matchless pain. They must express the chill of desolation, The darkness from the absence of perfection. Thunder, O timeless words of condemnation, Urged by the sinless ire of mountain prophets, To scourge to life drear valleys of dead souls. Mine be long Latin words of exaltation, Glorious with Hebrew strength by love transfigured, Brave as are banners, cool as pavilions are, Liturgical, serene and ceremonious, Ambassadors of infinite forgiveness. . . . Come to me, tender words of Thy compassion -- Great stooping words unfaltering from Heaven, All benison, like leaves that are for healing. Then, Perfect Word -- One Life, One Light, One Love -- Accept these ardent multiplicities; Bid them reveal the undivided Truth; Give them that deep tranquility of order Which is alone uninterrupted peace. . . . And bless a poet's singleness of heart. | 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 VARIATIONS: 18 by CONRAD AIKEN |
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