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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INVENTION, by ROBERT WHITAKER First Line: Somewhere on some celestial testing-ground Last Line: Where every first-born is another cain? Subject(s): Wright, Orville (1871-1948); Wright, Wilbur (1867-1912) | |||
Somewhere on some Celestial Testing-ground, Replica of the Kitty Hawk they knew When first on wings of miracle they flew, And thus, for conquest by their fellows found A world that hardly knows of mete and bound, Do they recall their fateful flight, and rue The moment when their labored dream came true, The victory for which their names are crowned? Do all the skilled of man's inventive brood Share with the Wrights the Melancholy mood Of givers who have seen their gifts betrayed? The Tree of Knowledge, which they watered, made The gateway to a wilderness of pain Where every first-born is another Cain? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TEN MILLS: THE WRIGHTS' BIPLANE by ROBERT FROST LIMERICK: A HIGH FLIER by JOHN BANISTER TABB LET CONGRESS DO IT by ROBERT FROST WRIGHTS' BIPLANE by ROBERT FROST ABRAHAM LINCOLN by ROBERT WHITAKER THE STARRED MOTHER by ROBERT WHITAKER TO A FAMOUS POET by ROBERT WHITAKER TO AN UNSUNG MOTHERHOOD by ROBERT WHITAKER |
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