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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN MAZATLAN, by RUTH SCOTT DANCER First Line: In mazatlan, the ocean roars Last Line: In mazatlan. Subject(s): Mazatlan, Mexico | |||
In Mazatlan, the ocean roars Around high cliffs or softly pours Its waves along the silver sand: Bright shells like butterflies expand Their wings which glisten on the shores, And crabs lift staring semaphores And glide along the polished floors, Low tides have swept on every hand In Mazatlan. Those mornings when Jose deplores My fishing luck and plies his oars In secret coves of this wild strand, I watch the sun paint sea and land And something in me wakes and soars In Mazatlan. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTHS OR MEN? by RUTH SCOTT DANCER THE BETRAYED by RUTH SCOTT DANCER THE HEMP (A VIRGINIA LEGEND) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET SPEAKING TERMS by JAMES GALVIN THE CHIMNEY SWEEPER, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE REVEILLE by FRANCIS BRET HARTE THE NEED FOR MEN by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND DEAD IN THE SIERRAS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER EDWIN MORRIS; OR, THE LAKE by ALFRED TENNYSON GREAT BELL ROLAND; SUGGESTED BY PRESIDENT'S CALL VOLUNTEERS by THEODORE TILTON |
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