I'm pretty sure this thread exists here because I thought I'd found it earlier, but when I searched "Poems" and "Poetry", I didn't find threads where people addressed others' poems. Maybe I'm as blind as I know I am. I remember posting a James Dickey poem somewhere.
Now, this is not even remotely my fave poem, but when I read it tonight, I had an overwhelming desire to post it here.
THE FORCE THAT THROUGH THE GREEN FUSE DRIVES THE FLOWER
Now, this is not even remotely my fave poem, but when I read it tonight, I had an overwhelming desire to post it here.
THE FORCE THAT THROUGH THE GREEN FUSE DRIVES THE FLOWER
The force that through the green fuse drives the flowerDrives my green age; that blasts the roots of treesIs my destroyer.And I am dumb to tell the crooked roseMy youth is bent by the same wintry fever.The force that drives the water through the rocksDrives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streamsTurns mine to wax.And I am dumb to mouth unto my veinsHow at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.The hand that whirls the water in the poolStirs the quicksand; that ropes the blowing wingHauls my shroud sail.And I am dumb to tell the hanging manHow of my clay is made the hangman's lime.The lips of time leech to the fountain head;Love drips and gathers, but the fallen bloodShall calm her sores.And I am dumb to tell a weather's windHow time has ticked a heaven round the stars.And I am dumb to tell the lover's tombHow at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.- Dylan Thomas
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Last edited by mark f; 06-27-08 at 08:44 PM.