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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE EXPRESS TRAIN, by LUDWIG FULDA Poet's Biography First Line: I hasten by a city lightning-fast Last Line: My own forgotten life! | |||
I hasten by a city lightning-fast Here in the rattling train: I see Streets, houses, people shooting past, Wagons, lanterns, signs in flight, Overlapping in my sight; Blotted, dim they seem to me. Here I lived once long ago, Lived for years In youth's impassioned sacred glow, In love and hate, in hopes and fears. Round the corner there-- To the left, by the square-- Lives my one-time worshipped fate; Behind the walls there, flitting past, I could almost hold it fast-- No: too late--too late! The last few houses--the empty plain: The long-lost world is fled again, With joys and sorrows great Of storm-blessed youthful strife.-- I feel as if this moment I Had like a stranger hurried by My own forgotten life! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO ADOLF WILBRANDT ON HIS SEVENTIETH ANNIVERSARY by LUDWIG FULDA TO EDUARD MORIKE by LUDWIG FULDA CHAMBER MUSIC: 31 by JAMES JOYCE THE RAINY SEASON by CLARENCE MAJOR THE MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN AND HELL by WILLIAM BLAKE THE ADMIRER by CLAUDIA EMERSON CROTALUS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE TWO RED ROSES ACROSS THE MOON by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) THE CONQUERED BANNER by ABRAM JOSEPH RYAN |
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