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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REQUEST, by FLORA J. ARNSTEIN First Line: This is the granite me Last Line: Your unencumbered anonymity. | |||
This is the granite me: These stript bones, These polished struts and knobs, The wrist and knees' precise articulation, The skull's cool edifice -- These, the outlasting me; While the swift nerves, Bearers of rapture, of electric pain, Tuned to a thousand subtleties, These and the procreant brain Share the mortality of froth on waves. Therefore, persistent skeleton, Impervious and changeless, I, integral, unique and perishable, Do hereby abdicate, bequeath to you What is already yours; your sovereign prize Your unencumbered anonymity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM THE GREATER TESTAMENT (XXII, XXIII, AND XXVI) by FRANCOIS VILLON THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS DAYS TOO SHORT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE BARD; A PINDARIC ODE by THOMAS GRAY SCUM O' THE EARTH' by ROBERT HAVEN SCHAUFFLER IN THE BELFRY OF THE NIEUWE KERK by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |
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