I have lived in the underworld so long: How can you, a creature of light, Without terror understand the song And unmoved hear what moves in night? I am a spirit that yours has found, Strange, undelightful, obscure, Created by some other God, and bound In terrible darkness, breathing breath impure. Creature of light and happiness, Deeper the darkness was when you, With your bright terror eddying the distress, Grazed the dark waves and shivering further flew. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOT TRANSHISTORICAL DEATH, OR AT LEAST NOT QUITE by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE BIRDS DO THUS by ROBERT FROST AGAINST THE REST OF THE YEAR by JAMES GALVIN HIGH PLAINS RAG by JAMES GALVIN OFFERING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |