Treasure Island

Martin Carter

(1927-1997 / Guyana)

Bare Night Without Comfort


In a bare night without comfort
stood like an infant hearing a drum:
Shadows and green grass spinning
but clutched at a world without nearing

Like dark ball rising from nothing
hurling curse at me and full of scorn:
Bare night without comfort
stood like an infant hearing a drum.

Submitted: Sunday, December 23, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, May 03, 2011

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Bare Night Without Comfort by Martin Carter )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. In search of singularity, Pranab K. Chakraborty
  2. I am real, gajanan mishra
  3. God-Love The Great Sugar Cube, Monk E. Biz
  4. Guiding Through Turmoil, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  5. Cosmic luvgasmacomastoned! ! ! ! ! ! ! !.., Monk E. Biz
  6. Love, love, love, gajanan mishra
  7. Tunnels Of Existence, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  8. Missing An Award Ceremony, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  9. Weeping Under The Rain, Tony Adah
  10. EVEN More Cosmic Than That~~~, Monk E. Biz

Poem of the Day

poet Helen Hunt Jackson

The month of carnival of all the year,
When Nature lets the wild earth go its way,
And spend whole seasons on a single day.
The spring-time holds her white and purple dear;
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]