Live because you have a sweet face. You lean back slightly as if to take comfort from your serenity. You are so mild. Live though you are helpless without me, unless in death I provide for you. Let me go first. Your mildness melts into the sun in whose heat I am afraid I will lose you. Be well, be firm if you must, be mild, and save our lives to show the sun and earth that we are a third without which it is empty to discuss between them. Are you listening, serenity I love? Does this voice penetrate to you to pierce the sun that shines and weakens you into immobility? Your eyelids flicker, your smile appears directed at me. Your sun now shines on me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EXPLICATION OF AN IMAGINARY TEXT by JAMES GALVIN IVY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO MAY HOWARD JACKSON - SCULPTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HER EYES TWIN POOLS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE CORNUCOPIA OF RED AND GREEN COMFITS by AMY LOWELL SURFACES AND MASKS; 3 by CLARENCE MAJOR THE COTTON CLUB by CLARENCE MAJOR |