The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top Blood -- blood and torn grass -- Had marked the rise of his agony -- This lone hunter. The grey-green woods impassive Had watched the threshing of his limbs. A canoe with flashing paddle, A girl with soft searching eyes, A call: "John!" . . . . . . . . . . . . Come, arise, hunter! Can you not hear? The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TURTLE SOUP by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON AN APPEAL TO CATS IN THE BUSINESS OF LOVE; SONG by THOMAS FLATMAN TO LUCY, COUNTESS OF BEDFORD, WITH MR. DONNE'S SATIRES by BEN JONSON ON CATULLUS by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR TO R.K. by JAMES KENNETH STEPHEN TO SHELLEY by JOHN BANISTER TABB ONE WOMAN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |