Oh, thou, my wizard soul, oh, heart That whelming agony immerses, The threshold of two universes In cleaving these, tears thee apart. And so two alien worlds are thine: Thy day of morbid passionate living, Thy sleep, vague revelations giving Of spirits secret and divine. Then let the tortured bosom beat With fatal passion and vagary; The soul is fain, even as Mary, To cling forever to Christ's feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A TIME TO DANCE by CECIL DAY LEWIS ODE TO THE BROWN PAPER BAG by JAMES GALVIN THE WAR THAT ISN'T WHAT YOU THINK by JAMES GALVIN THE ORANGE PICKER by DAVID IGNATOW SUNSET by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |