Out of the sparkling sea I drew my tingling body clear, and lay On a low ledge the livelong summer day, Basking, and watching lazily White sails in Falmouth Bay. My body seemed to burn Salt in the sun that drenched it through and through Till every particle glowed clean and new And slowly seemed to turn To lucent amber in a world of blue..... I felt a sudden wrench -- A trickle of warm blood -- And found that I was sprawling in the mud Among the dead men in the trench. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TREKKING THE HILLS OF NORTHERN THAILAND by KAREN SWENSON THE RESPECTABLE BURGHER, ON 'THE HIGHER CRITICISM' by THOMAS HARDY THE LILY IN CRYSTAL by ROBERT HERRICK IN PROGRESS by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |