Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELEGY AT NOON, by PAUL SOUCHON First Line: When in the street at noon the human tide Last Line: Through all his blood roll the resplendent light. Subject(s): Dreams; Lips; Nightmares | ||||||||
WHEN in the street at noon the human tide Sweeps from each house and hurries me aside, When bars and restaurants with hubbub teem And from hot plates the vapors heavenward steam, And in the sultry and tumultuous street Paris sits down at table and to eat -- I think how far in some gold landscape deep The quiet reaper seeks the shade for sleep, Drives in his dream the buzzing fly away That o'er his open lips has come to stray, And sees on waking, but with eyes closed tight, Through all his blood roll the resplendent light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN VARIATIONS: 18 by CONRAD AIKEN LIVE IT THROUGH by DAVID IGNATOW A DREAM OF GAMES by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL APOLOGY FOR BAD DREAMS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GIVE YOUR WISH LIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS SELF-ANALYSIS by DAVID IGNATOW STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 5. MARYLAND by CLARENCE MAJOR |
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