Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOOM OF DREAMS, by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I broider the world upon a loom Last Line: Sits weaving worlds out of loneliness? Subject(s): Dreams; Solitude; Weavers And Weaving; Nightmares; Loneliness | ||||||||
I broider the world upon a loom, I broider with dreams my tapestry; Here in a little lonely room I am master of earth and sea, And the planets come to me. I broider my life into the frame, I broider my love, thread upon thread; The world goes by with its glory and shame, Crowns are bartered and blood is shed: I sit and broider my dreams instead. And the only world is the world of my dreams, And my weaving the only happiness; For what is the world but what it seems? And who knows but that God, beyond our guess, Sits weaving worlds out of loneliness? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES NERVES by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS |
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