Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TERMONDE, by WILLIAM WATSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: In wrecked termonde, that 'mid the tramp / and bellow Last Line: Motherhood, scatheless, lived divinely on. Alternate Author Name(s): Watson, John William Subject(s): War | ||||||||
IN wrecked Termonde, that 'mid the tramp and bellow Of War's mad herd saw ruin on ruin piled, The enemy had deflowered with havoc wild A fair abode of Sculpture without fellow; And while the autumn sunlight rich and mellow On Art's poor shattered glories sadly smiled, There, still unmaimed, with her unwounded child, Leaned a serene Madonna of Donatello. O'er a fledged Hermes, lord of speed and spoil -- O'er a bemired and fall'n Laocoon -- Near a prone Venus of the dust, she shone. O'er winged Deceit, and Agony's serpent coil, And Beauty born to inflame and to entoil, Motherhood, scatheless, lived divinely on. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I AM YOUR WAITER TONIGHT AND MY NAME IS DIMITRI by ROBERT HASS MITRAILLIATRICE by ERNEST HEMINGWAY RIPARTO D'ASSALTO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY WAR VOYEURS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL |
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