Who saw the hid beginnings When Chaos & Order strove? Or who can date the morning prime And purple flame of love? I saw the hid beginnings When Chaos & Order strove, And I can date the morning prime And purple flame of Love. Song breather from all the forest, The total air was fame; It seemed the world was all torches That suddenly caught the flame. Is there never a retroscope mirror In the realms & corners of space, That can give us a glimpse of the battle And the soldiers face to face? Sit here on the basalt ranges, Where twisted hills betray The feet of the world-old Forces Who wrestled here on a day. When the purple flame shoots up, And Love ascends his throne, I cannot hear your songs, o birds, For the witchery of my own. And every human heart Still keeps that golden day, And rings the bells of jubilee On its own First of May. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BIRDS DO THUS by ROBERT FROST ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MOTHER NIGHT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE TEMPTRESS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JONAS KEENE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 9 by EZRA POUND WAR VERSE (1914) by EZRA POUND |