Poem IOU

I totally forgot to post a poem for Wednesday this week! Oh well, better late than never. We were in the air for most of Wednesday and were hurriedly packing before that. Since it’s late, why not go for a sort of lengthy one! This poem reminds me of freshman year. Such a pretty rhythmic sound!

Dover Beach

by Matthew Arnold

The sea is calm to-night.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand;
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.

Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the A gaean, and it brought
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Of human misery; we
Find also in the sound a thought,
Hearing it by this distant northern sea.

The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.

Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.

About the post title: “IOU” totally reminds me of all the cartoons I used to watch as a kid. I found it hilarious that “U” should be used in place of “Y” for “you.” I know right, what a sense of humor! haha. I also thought that “dumb” was spelled as “dum.” Blame Looney Toons!

I meant to post an American poet since I’m in the U.S. now, but it didn’t feel right for some reason. Expect some William Carlos Williams or Ezra Pound next week! The modernists are slowly becoming my loves. New posts to come! I haven’t really been able to take photos of anything. Hehe

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