O LONESOME sea-gull, floating far Over the ocean's icy waste, Aimless and wide thy wanderings are, Forever vainly seeking rest: -- Where is thy mate, and where thy nest? 'Twixt wintry sea and wintry sky, Cleaving the keen air with thy breast, Thou sailest slowly, solemnly; No fetter on thy wing is pressed: -- Where is thy mate, and where thy nest? O restless, homeless human soul, Following for aye thy nameless quest, The gulls float, and the billows roll; Thou watchest still, and questionest: -- Where is thy mate, and where thy nest? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COLORS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE FIDDLING WOOD by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE GOLDEN CORPSE by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET COMING DOWN TO THE DESERT AT LORDBURG, N.M. by HAYDEN CARRUTH WISDOM COMETH WITH THE YEARS by COUNTEE CULLEN |