Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOR RICHARD SPENDER, by MARY DOREEN SPENDER First Line: Gone in an instant Last Line: And what, beyond our sight, its secret orbit shows. Subject(s): Death; Generals; World War Ii; Dead, The; Second World War | ||||||||
Gone in an instant Like a light, when fingers touch the switch, In the last second of his consciousness, Leading his men in Tunis. Gone, like the light. And yet, not like the light. He suffered and he sang. And in his growth he rooted in our hearts, Until he seems the fabric of our lives. So in the Spring we stand, our eyes still gazing, For all the thousand tints of green and myriad flowers Seem just for himnot wreaths spread on a grave, But little brother buds that blow and glow beside him. Our ears, too, listen to the song of birds, Which fall felicitous from green hedge and tree, Voices as sweet and piercing as his own. That grey-haired age should weep with mordant sorrow For lovely golden youth in glorious Spring, A sad reversal of accustomed ways! And yetwho knows? A comet on the low horizon Shines in the dark before the break of day. A mystery to us, what path it follows hidden, And what, beyond our sight, its secret orbit shows. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PORT OF EMBARKATION by RANDALL JARRELL GREATER GRANDEUR by ROBINSON JEFFERS FAMILY GROUP by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH THE BRITISH COUNTRYSIDE IN PICTURES by JAMES MCMICHAEL READING MY POEMS FROM WORLD WAR II by WILLIAM MEREDITH NIGHT ON DARTMOOR by MARY DOREEN SPENDER |
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