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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WATCHERS, by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL Poet's Biography First Line: My heart grew ice because of that grim head Alternate Author Name(s): A. E. | |||
My heart grew ice because of that grim head, Red sparking eyes alert for pounce or flight Features miscarven by strange appetite, Till kinship with the Elohim was dead, And kestrel, snake and rat were in their stead, Glaring through eyeholes that let in no light, Slinking through corridors made black as night, The paths the heavenly hierarchies should tread. A company of starry ones without That midnight wait on the lost wanderer, The hero whom these demon things immure. The shining ones make answer to my doubt, Our Lord is buried in this sepulchre. We wait His resurrection. It is sure! " | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROLIC by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL IMMORTALITY by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL RECONCILIATION by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL SACRIFICE by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL THE GIFT by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL A CALL by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL A FAREWELL by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL A HOLY HILL by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL A LAST COUNSEL by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL A LEADER by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL |
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