THE unleashed air, A wild cold animal, Hunts on the hills. Yet the hollow amid the rocks Is brimful of quiet, So quiet Faery may be heard: So still There is not a flicker In the candle of dream . The warm East Is at my feet. In burning blue Lagoon beyond lagoon Faints shimmering, All lotus besprinkled - Rose lotuses! A woman leans, A dream out of Allah. The water quivers In ivory ringlets Beneath her fingers As she plucks the blossom she twines In the dark shining of her hair. She stands; Stillness in ivory! But ere I see her eyes, Ere I make them mine, The wild cold animal Leaps into the hollow. The candle flickers and is blown; The paths all are darkened. A dream has lost its way to life. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FALL OF HYPERION; A DREAM by JOHN KEATS AT LORD'S [CRICKET GROUND] by FRANCIS THOMPSON OF A FAIR LADY PLAYING WITH A SNAKE by EDMUND WALLER A SHADOW OF THE NIGHT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A SONG: REVENGE AGAINST CYNTHIA by PHILIP AYRES BIRTHDAY LINES TO AGNES BAILLIE by JOANNA BAILLIE THE SECOND BROTHER; ACT 1, SCENE 1 by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |