Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS TRANSIENT WORLD, by LILLIAN QUINBY First Line: If all of life must be spent in grief Last Line: And life is brief. Subject(s): Transience; Wellesley College; Impermanence | ||||||||
IF all of life must be spent in grief, It will not matter, since life is brief. Grief cannot matter. (See the moon Rising yellow behind the dune.) Grief cannot matter. No, nor bliss, If there is no life after this. Then life is over, How vain! How small! Nothing matters if this is all. Grief cannot matter. (The breakers reach Their racing silver along the beach.) Grief cannot matter. If life sweeps on In splendid circles when breath is gone, No fleeting sorrow Which earth has brought Is worth a sigh or deserves a thought. Let us go in. The wind is harsh, Blowing, tonight, across the marsh. Let us go in and shut out grief, For nothing matters And life is brief. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM THE SPANISH by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 17 by JAMES JOYCE SOUTHERN GOTHIC by DONALD JUSTICE THE BEACH IN AUGUST by WELDON KEES THE MAN SPLITTING WOOD IN THE DAYBREAK by GALWAY KINNELL THE SEEKONK WOODS by GALWAY KINNELL TO RICHARD R. WRIGHT - INSTRUCTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |
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