Get Your Premium Membership

Question

 Body my house
my horse my hound
what will I do
when you are fallen

Where will I sleep
How will I ride
What will I hunt

Where can I go
without my mount
all eager and quick
How will I know
in thicket ahead
is danger or treasure
when Body my good
bright dog is dead

How will it be
to lie in the sky
without roof or door
and wind for an eye

With cloud for shift
how will I hide?

Poem by May Swenson
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - QuestionEmail Poem | Create an image from this poem

Poems are below...



More Poems by May Swenson

Comments, Analysis, and Meaning on Question

Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem Question here.

Commenting turned off, sorry.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things