Sidney Lanier

(1842-1881 / Macon / Georgia)


Poem by Sidney Lanier

My soul is like the oar that momently
Dies in a desperate stress beneath the wave,
Then glitters out again and sweeps the sea:
Each second I'm new-born from some new grave.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 25, 2015