Daughter of Venus and of Mars am I And Neptune's god-child; I can skim the sea, Dipping my wings into the curled foam Like the gray sea gull with impunity, -- And I can ride the air as frigate birds The tropic storm, I breast the rushing gale Exultantly with strong and steady strokes That never fail. Ocean and sky are both my heritage: Do you not hear their blended music beat As wires and struts and braces change in flight To strumming harp-strings terrible and sweet, Booming of breakers on a lonely shore, Roaring of winds unleashed the clouds to race -- I play the grand triumphal march of man, The conqueror of space. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LATTICE AT SUNRISE by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER THE FIGHT WITH THE SNAPPING TURTLE; OR, THE AMERICAN ST. GEORGE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN SONG OF THE OPEN LAND by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON AN EPISTLE TO A FRIEND by JOHN BYROM A VERMONT CHICKEN BUYER by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY THE LORDS' MASQUE: FIRST DANCE by THOMAS CAMPION TU-WHIT, TU-WHOO by HENRY CHAPPELL COLUMCILLE THE SCRIBE by COLUMCILLE OUT OF THE SHADOWS: AN UNFINISHED SONNET-SEQUENCE 2 by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. |