You cleave the frail, immediate air With time blown backward through your hair, With ancient mornings and lost skies Melted to wonder in your eyes And all your swift, mysterious need Streaming within you for your speed. The moment trembles to the fleet Faintest thunder of your feet And the day is struck apart By what has flashed inside your heart, By what has poured its urgent flood Into the rivers of your blood To make of you an unnamed thing Tilted against the winds of spring. Mindless and timeless as the sun You fling your body free -- and run! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE WAY OF THE CONVENTICLE OF THE TREES by HAYDEN CARRUTH TO JOHN BROWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE by EMMA LAZARUS DOMESDAY BOOK: THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |