BROTHER, I am fire Surging under the ocean floor. I shall never meet you, brother -- Not for years, anyhow; Maybe thousands of years, brother. Then I will warm you, Hold you close, wrap you in circles, Use you and change you -- Maybe thousands of years, brother. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MUSIC IN CAMP by JOHN REUBEN THOMPSON THE ANGEL OF PATIENCE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER TO MISS F. B. ON ASKING FOR MRS. BARBAULD'S LOVE AND TIME by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD CONTRABAND by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON HAGAR by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE THE BOROUGH: LETTER 16. INHABITANTS OF ALMS HOUSE. BENBOW by GEORGE CRABBE |