John Peale Bishop

(1892 - 1944 / Charles Town, West Virginia)

Admonition - Poem by John Peale Bishop

LOCK your bedroom doors with terror.
Comb your hair between two lights.
In the gold Venetian chamber
But for them let all be sombre.
Sit, and see reflected lights
Color time within your mirror.

Comb, comb, your bright hair. Rain
Fiery threads upon a shadow.
Stare until you see dilated
Eyes stare out as once the excited
Young men coming out of shadow,
Stared into a burning pain.

Find the loveliest shroud you own.
Stilt a ceremonious
Height on gilded heels. Then summon
To a rarity grown common
Starved arachnid, the dead-louse
And whatever feeds on bone.

Comments about Admonition by John Peale Bishop

  • Shakil Ahmed (11/19/2015 7:27:00 AM)

    nice poem, your passions are well reflected in the poem. i enjoyed reading the poem, thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 19, 2015

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