Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A.S.P., by STEPHEN PHILLIPS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Frail was she born; petal by petal fell Last Line: She craved no paradise but only peace. Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
FRAIL was she born; petal by petal fell Her life: Till it was strown upon the herb; Like petals all her fancies lay about. And the dread Powers kept her face toward grief, Although she swerved; and still with many a lash Guided her to the anguish carefully. So bare her soul that Beauty like a lance Pierced her, and odour full of arrows was. She drugged her brain against realities, And lived in dreams, and was with music fed, Imploring to be spared e'en sweetest things. She suffered, and resorted to the ground, Glad to be blind, and eager to be deaf; Soliciting eternal apathy. And she was swift to steep her brain in moss, And with the heart that so had loved, to blow Merely, and to be idle in the wind. She craved no Paradise but only peace. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND BEAUTIFUL DEATH by STEPHEN PHILLIPS |
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