How goes it in your star-lit world- The silences, the brooding wood? Does there the tiger hunt no more, The falcon twitter for his hood? Have you stripped all the boughs that talk And calmed the torrents from the hill? Are lamb and wolf now reconciled? Is hunger banished from your sill? Does that inexorable whip, Which drove us heedless face to face, No longer burn along your veins Or cut your new dispassionate grace? Do you watch struggle unconcerned Hear voices call you and not speak, There in your timeless acres feel Above your kinship with the weak? Oh, guard the gates that shut you in! Make sure the world behind your eyes! My world of men and lust and wheels Begins to march on Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEAUTY THAT IS NEVER OLD by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MATER AMABILIS by EMMA LAZARUS HOUSE WITH THE MARBLE STEPS by AMY LOWELL SURFACES AND MASKS; 1 by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: THE CONVENT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |