Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE JEST, by ROYALL HENDERSON SNOW First Line: Stalking down stone corridors Last Line: See if the old gods will enjoy it! Subject(s): Humanity | ||||||||
Stalking down stone corridors, Armored as old knights Walking on crenelated walls In safety, Come the old gods Blurred in misty ages Of whispered talk; And come also the new spectres: Evolution, Heredity, Fatalistic-Psychology. Walking in safety on crenelated battlements They shatter laughter, crisp As the shatter of icicles, Over humanity. It's a good jestHumanity Made for the old gods and new spectres, And they laugh heartily While their walls are unavailingly besieged. Catching hurricane gales In butterfly nets Is no more profitless, mankind; Stop storming intangible walls Stronger than steel! Have a jest of your own: Fashion new worlds and be gods to them, For creation is only the blowing Of warm breath on never-seen eyelids; Easily done. Merely try it. ... Only be kind toward your puppets; To win love your own gods Can never command. There's a new jest, not a harsh one See if the old gods will enjoy it! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVENS (VERSION 3): IN THE CLOSED IRIS OF CREATION by MARVIN BELL 11/10 AGAIN by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 5. THE ROAD LED FROM DELIGHT by LUCILLE CLIFTON ONE YEAR LATER by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE WAR THAT ISN'T WHAT YOU THINK by JAMES GALVIN LINES ON CARMEN SYLVA by EMMA LAZARUS AN OLD OLD STORY by ROYALL HENDERSON SNOW |
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