You are the last great wilderness Unmarred by city's roar or bridge's span: So strange and dark must Eden have appeared Before God fashioned man. I marvel at the untouched loveliness You offer lavishly and yet withhold From hungry eyes. But when unveiled, Your beauty leaves me cold. Could you have sheltered underneath your boughs A home where human beings lived and died, Or fed a hungry mouth upon your breast, I'd find you glorified. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PEDANTIC LITERALIST by MARIANNE MOORE COLORS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET LONELY BURIAL by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE JOBHOLDER by DAVID IGNATOW WAITER IN A CALIFORNIA VIETNAMESE RESTURANT by CLARENCE MAJOR ACROSS THE RED SKY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |