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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...THE NEW APOCRYPHA: BERENICE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS OUTWARD BOUND by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH KU KLUX by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN MOONLIGHT by SERENA COBIA BAILEY PSALM 128 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE SONNETS OF SEVEN CITIES: PHILADELPHIA by BERTON BRALEY ELEGY ON A LADY, WHOM GRIEF FOR THE DEATH OF HER BETHROTHED KILLED by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES INSUFFICIENCY (2) by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO MARY RUSSELL MITFORD, IN HER GARDEN by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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