Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WIND FEAR, by EDA LOU WALTON First Line: Someday,' you said Last Line: That was your hair. Subject(s): Decay; Wind; Rot; Decadence | ||||||||
"Someday," you said, "I shall go Quietly as to bed, Leave off my body As I leave this dress, And my beautiful hair Instead of your hand Shall know the caress Of the fingers of sand, Someday." So one day You went When the weeks of wind Were spent And three stars Had come over the dune Ahead of the moon. Unto the desert you left The delight of your flesh, And your beautiful hair To the creeping despair Of the sand, As you planned. Only this you forget And are not For all of your strategy Free. That the fingers of sand May uncover Your beautiful hair To your lover, That your delicate bones May lie bare And his eyes not see You there And his hand not know the dust That was your hair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PUT BACK THE DARK by MARVIN BELL PUTREFACTION by CHARLES BUKOWSKI WHAT COULD HAPPEN by DORIANNE LAUX SURFACE AND STRUCTURE: BONAVENTURE HOTEL, LOS ANGELES by KAREN SWENSON SEVEN ODES TO SEVEN NATURAL PROCESSES: ODE TO ROT by JOHN UPDIKE A HIDDEN RHYTHM by EDA LOU WALTON |
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