Elinor Morton Wylie

(7 September 1885 – 16 December 1928 / Somerville, New Jersey)

The Eagle And The Mole - Poem by Elinor Morton Wylie

Avoid the reeking herd,
Shun the polluted flock,
Live like that stoic bird,
The eagle of the rock.

The huddled warmth of crowds
Begets and fosters hate;
He keeps above the clouds
His cliff inviolate.

When flocks are folded warm,
And herds to shelter run,
He sails above the storm,
He stares into the sun.

If in the eagle's track
Your sinews cannot leap,
Avoid the lathered pack,
Turn from the steaming sheep.

If you would keep your soul
From spotted sight or sound,
Live like the velvet mole:
Go burrow underground.

And there hold intercourse
With roots of trees and stones,
With rivers at their source,
And disembodied bones.


Comments about The Eagle And The Mole by Elinor Morton Wylie

  • William F Dougherty (3/15/2014 4:50:00 PM)


    Note that Wylie's The Eagle and the Mole exploits the same natural analogies found in the
    poem Owl Light on PoemHunter by William F. Dougherty, in which the opposites are
    a predatory owl and a nocturnal mole.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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