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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RIVERS AND WINDS AMONG THE TWISTED HILLS, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Poet's Biography
Last Line: Life facing, death pursuing it
Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour
Subject(s): Contentment; Mortality
Last Line: Life facing, death pursuing it
Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour
Subject(s): Contentment; Mortality
Rivers and winds among the twisted hills,
Hears, and his hearing slowly fills,
And hearkens, and his face is lit,
Life facing, Death pursuing it.
As with heaped bees at hiving time
The boughs are clotted, as (ere prime)
Heaven swarms with stars, or the city street
Pullulates with passing feet;
So swarmed my senses once, that now
Repose behind my tranquil brow,
Unsealed, asleep, quiescent, clear;
Now only the vast shapes I hear''"
Hear''"and my hearing slowly fills''"
Rivers and winds among the twisting hills,
And hearken''"and my face is lit''"
Life facing, Death pursuing it.
Other Poems of Interest...
CHORUS FROM OEDIPUS AT COLONOS by ANTHONY HECHT
WISE MEN IN THEIR BAD HOURS by ROBINSON JEFFERS
READING ALOUD TO MY FATHER by JANE KENYON