Humbert Wolfe

(5 January 1885 – 5 January 1940 / Milan)

Give me the wings - Poem by Humbert Wolfe

Give me the wings, magician! So their tune
Mix with the silver trumpets of the Moon,
And, beyond music mounting, clean outrun
The golden diapason of the sun.
There is a secret that the birds are learning
Where the long lanes in heaven have a turning
And no man yet has followed: therefore these
Laugh hauntingly across our usual seas.
I'll not be mocked by curlews in the sky;
Give me the wings, magician, or I die.

Topic(s) of this poem: flying


Comments about Give me the wings by Humbert Wolfe

  • Shakil Ahmed (11/14/2015 7:46:00 AM)


    a beautiful poem with nice images, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 14, 2015



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