Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DIDACTIC POET, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Not only where the universal mind Last Line: Forever more shall dwell. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
Not only where the universal mind In leafy sport and iridescent play, With color, form, and fragrances combined, Creates a summer day, -- Not only in the driftings of the sky, The sunny-hearted shadow of the tree, The brooklet's glimmer as it hurries by, God's glory may I see; But look! a radiant sunrise in the soul! And see! the foliaged graces of content! And hark! the harmonies that over-roll A spirit's continent! No beauty of the earth or sea or air, That sings or undulates or softly gleams, But fairer far and endlessly more fair Lies in the land of dreams. What wight that sees Niagara, and goes Hushed and with awful reverence, but, within, A deeper, more impetuous torrent knows, -- The cataract of sin? What mother, whose enraptured study spells Each dimple of the babe she bends above, But cradled in her gracious bosom dwells The sweeter birth of love? My tender Charles with many a shadowed curve Winds in long leagues of beauty to the sea, And all its mirrored delicacies serve A constant feast to me; But by its side throughout the happy year Flows level and serene a human life, The holy lovelinesses pure and clear Of daughter, mother, wife. And ever from the world of painted form, Howe'er its shifting phantasies allure, I turn me to her welcome, quick and warm And marvellously sure. Here is the truth, were all besides a lie; Yea, here is heaven, were all besides a hell; And here, in thought and word, dear Love and I Forever more shall dwell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A BATTLE SONG (WRITTEN IN THE WORLD WAR) by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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