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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOR WILLIAM EDWARD BURGHARDT DU BOIS ON HIS EIGHTIETH BIRTHD, by BETTE DARCIE LATIMER First Line: I have awakened from the unknowing to the knowing Last Line: Crushed us into reverence. Subject(s): Du Bois, William Edward B. (1868-1963); Reform & Reformers; Writing & Writers | |||
He does not lounge with the old men on their thrones in the sun. I have awakened from the unknowing to the knowing hoping to see the fathomless. . . . But I saw the old men on their thrones in the sun, with aged eyes and dust in their beards. Mixed with the shadows, veiled and unthroned, the brown one smiles. I meet them at the turnpike, but they point signward, waving the crutches of empty years. The brown one, smiling, led me on with wisdom as a sturdy cane. "The masterpiece is there," he said -- and the dread beauty of living crushed us into reverence. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CELL, SELECTION by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 126: THE DOUBTING MAN by LYN HEJINIAN WAKING THE MORNING DREAMLESS AFTER LONG SLEEP by JANE HIRSHFIELD COMPULSIVE QUALIFICATIONS by RICHARD HOWARD DEUTSCH DURCH FREUD by RANDALL JARRELL LET THEM ALONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE NETHERLANDS by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |
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