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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DANSEUSE, by MAY ARNO First Line: It was in a theater one day Last Line: Divinely blended into one. | |||
It was in a theater one day: The house was dark, the stage a-light, A living symphony at play, A fragile nymph, a woodland sprite. A phase of beauty set aside And framed into a brilliant sphere, A changing scintillating tide Of deep emotions blended here. A human flame of orange red, A whirling, twirling rhythmic wave, A pulsing, seething water bed, A deep and melancholy grave. A flitting phantom in the gloom, An old dead sorrow fanned to glow, The heart-break of a dying bloom, The agonizing tears that flow. A raging storm, oppressive air, A ghastly, shocking monotone. Thunderous drums, a vision rare, Divinely blended into one. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DE PROFUNDIS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A TOCCATA OF GALUPPI'S by ROBERT BROWNING TWO IN THE CAMPAGNA by ROBERT BROWNING FIRST OR LAST (SONG) by THOMAS HARDY HOW ARE YOU, SANITARY?' by FRANCIS BRET HARTE THE MESSAGE, FR. THE FAIR MAID OF THE EXCHANGE by THOMAS HEYWOOD |
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