Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE WEST WIND, by ARTHUR PETERSON Poet's Biography First Line: O wind of the west, thou art the one I need! Last Line: And sense of boundless power in every vein! Subject(s): West (u.s.); Wind; Southwest; Pacific States | ||||||||
O wind of the West, thou art the one I need! Thou who art strong with sweeping sky-bound plains, And vital with the spirit of great chains Of mountains, let me of thy nature feed! Beneath these crystal heavens now let me stand, And drink thy life, and be a child of thee; As are the prairies -- to thy bounty free; As are the forests -- nourished by thy hand. Strong as the lusty sap make thou my blood's Red stream to run, unchecked by stress or wear; And like the march of ocean's salty floods Let my verse be, when they thy signal hear. Give me thy own clear life within my brain, And sense of boundless power in every vein! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WESTERN WAGONS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET DRIVING WEST IN 1970 by ROBERT BLY IN THE HELLGATE WIND by MADELINE DEFREES A PERIOD PORTRAIT OF SYMPATHY by EDWARD DORN ASSORTED COMPLIMENTS by EDWARD DORN AT THE COWBOY PANEL by EDWARD DORN A CLOUD FANCY by ARTHUR PETERSON |
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