Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER Poet's Biography First Line: Not so! You stand as long ago a king Last Line: With that soft woman's hand? Nay, love, not so. Subject(s): Love; Seashore; Beach; Coast; Shore | ||||||||
Not so! You stand as long ago a king stood on the seashore, bidding back the tide that onward rolled resistless still, to fling its awful volume landward, wild and wide. And just as impotent is your command to stem the tide that rises in my soul. It ebbs not at the lifting of your hand. It owns no curb; it yields to no control. Mighty it is, and of the elements Brother of winds and lightning, cold and fire; subtle as light, as steadfast and intense; sweet as the music of Apollo's lyre. You think to rule the ocean's ebb and flow with that soft woman's hand? Nay, love, not so. | Other Poems of Interest...THE BEACH IN AUGUST by WELDON KEES SEASHORE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS EASTERN LONG ISLAND by MARVIN BELL THE WIND IS BLOWING WEST by JOSEPH CERAVOLO IF SOMETHING SHOULD HAPPEN by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER EMPTIES INTO THE GULF by LUCILLE CLIFTON GEOGRAPHY AS WARNING by MADELINE DEFREES POWER FAILURE by MADELINE DEFREES MAY MORNING by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER SPANIARDS' GRAVES AT THE ISLES OF SHOALS by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER |
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