Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODYSSEY 9, by ANTHONY STEELE First Line: There is a strand beloved beyond all telling Last Line: But the dark hulls of odysseus seeking home. | ||||||||
THERE is a strand beloved beyond all telling By all whose steps have marked the sounding shore, Where the long cool azure of the waters, swelling And waning, ripples low for evermore. Sweeping high heaven ward the white cliffs score, Clear-cut and insolent, the silent sky, Flecked with the gleam of wings that wheel and soar, Where the waste places of the heavens lie. All we, whose hearts were sick, have lost our pain there, Finding therein no shameful paths to roam: We have renewed our jaded loves again there And watched the sunlight dancing on the foam; Cyclops and no man, naught to sting and stain there But the dark hulls of Odysseus seeking home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROPHETS'S AT HOME DAY by ANTHONY STEELE HYMNS OF THE MARSHES: SUNRISE by SIDNEY LANIER THE HOUSE OF LIFE: JENNY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI WHEN THE FOLKS COME ALONG by FREDERICK L. ALLEN CYNTHIA SPORTING by PHILIP AYRES THE SECOND COVENANT by WILLIAM ROSE BENET FORT GRISWOLD, SEPT. 6, 1781 by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |
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