Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OPIUM-SMOKER, by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I am engulfed, and drown deliciously Last Line: This soul at pawn and this delirious heart. Subject(s): Drugs & Drug Abuse | ||||||||
I am engulfed, and drown deliciously Soft music like a perfume, and sweet light Golden with audible odours exquisite, Swathe me with cerements for eternity. Time is no more. I pause and yet I flee. A million ages wrap me round with night. I drain a million ages of delight. I hold the future in my memory. Also I have this garret which I rent, This bed of straw, and this that was a chair, This worn-out body like a tattered tent, This crust, of which the rats have eaten part, This pipe of opium; rage, remorse, despair; This soul at pawn and this delirious heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GREEN SEES THINGS IN WAVES by AUGUST KLEINZAHLER WITH A BOTTLE OF BLUE NUN TO ALL MY FRIENDS by MADELINE DEFREES NEAR THE BRIDGE OF SAINT-CLOUD; AFTER ROUSSEAU by NORMAN DUBIE THE BUS STOPPED IN FIELDS OF MISDEMEANOR by NORMAN DUBIE NERVES by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS |
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