I have had my dream -- like others -- and it has come to nothing, so that I remain now carelessly with feet planted on the ground and look up at the sky -- feeling my clothes about me, the weight of my body in my shoes, the rim of my hat, air passing in and out at my nose -- and decide to dream no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO W.E.B. DUBOIS - SCHOLAR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SLEEPING TOGETHER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD QUI S'EXCUSE S'ACCUSE by MARIANNE MOORE FACADE: 21. THE OWL by EDITH SITWELL JANUARY by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS |