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.
Classic poem
Struggle
Public domain/Source
About this poem
- First line
- My soul is like the oar that momently
- Poet
- Sidney Lanier
- Themes
- nature, death, grief, faith
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