Up high the trail turns steep the towering pass stands sheer Stone Bridge is slick with moss clouds keep flying past a cascade hangs like silk the moon shines in the pool below I'm climbing Lotus Peak again to wait for that lone crane once more | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO J. D. H. (KILLED AT SURREY C. H., OCTOBER, 1866) by SIDNEY LANIER QUATORZAINS: 5. TO NIGHT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE LIVING DEAD by RALPH CHAPLIN DEWEY AT MANILA [MAY 1, 1898] by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON |