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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SEASON FOR THE MILD, by HOWARD MCKINLEY CORNING First Line: Ocean is man's great thought. He comes Last Line: All wisdom haunts him, earthless and complete. | |||
Ocean is man's great thought. He comes Intemperate of mood to seek and trace Across her bounding surface the brave sums Of truth his pride invites; the green-lit grace Of waters is upon him. Earth is gone. All loamy fields long plowed, the breasts well kissed, Dispel their purpose; he is free, alone, And thought is on him like perpetual mist. He is not less earth's own for being given A season to this greatness. In his veins The myrtle garden where the spade is driven Grows green for burial of what remains. His body answers earth. But here, salt sweet, All wisdom haunts him, earthless and complete. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADVENT by HOWARD MCKINLEY CORNING CHILDREN OF GRACE, ASLEEP by HOWARD MCKINLEY CORNING THE BRIGHT DARK by HOWARD MCKINLEY CORNING NO MASTER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ON THE DEPARTURE PLATFORM by THOMAS HARDY SONGS FOR THE PEOPLE by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA'S DEPARTURE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE BLIND MEN AND THE ELEPHANT by JOHN GODFREY SAXE SONNET: 18 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |
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