by Whitman · Cluster: Journey · Ship
Abstract
An old battered dismasted ship, after all its voyages, lies rusting and mouldering in a nameless bay, an image of aged decline.
Connections
Topoi: Memento Mori Motifs: Decay, Sea Themes & Concepts: Mortality, Transience Forms & Genres: Lyric Settings: Ship, Sea (2)
Testo integrale / Full text
Cluster: SANDS AT SEVENTY
In some unused lagoon, some nameless bay,
On sluggish, lonesome waters, anchor’d near the shore,
An old, dismasted, gray and batter’d ship, disabled, done,
After free voyages to all the seas of earth, haul’d up at last and
hawser’d tight,
Lies rusting, mouldering.