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Agnes Louisa Storrie's poetic voice appears characterized by a profound contemplation of deeper meaning and reality, often contrasted with superficial appearances. She expresses a desire to create art that possesses lasting significance and truth, rather than transient, hollow sounds [2]. This is evident in her pursuit of "virgin gold" within thought and crafting a "current coinage" from the brain, aiming to enrich a "needy land" with genuine expression [2].
Storrie's primary thematic concerns include the search for authentic beauty and the exploration of profound concepts like silence and hope. In "Love's Illusions," she presents idyllic imagery of a creek and beach, but then subtly questions the perception of these beauties, suggesting they might be mere pebbles, hinting at a theme of subjective or elusive reality [3]. Furthermore, her poem "Silence" personifies silence as a powerful, encompassing force, the "voice of God," which contrasts with the fleeting nature of human speech and offers "strength" and "eternal calm" [4]. The poem "What the Wind Sang" explores hope and love in its dawn and noon stanzas, but shifts to anguish in the night, suggesting a dynamic exploration of…
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For works with similar titles, see Sursum Corda . ← A Hot Wind Day in Spring Poems by Agnes Louisa Storrie Sursum Corda To My Friend → 4516563 Poems — Sursum Corda Agnes Louisa Storrie Sursum Corda. There came one softly to me in the night And said "Why hast thou left me long alone? In all thy lovely meadows is there sown One immortelle? Hast marked in eagles' flight One wing that pierced the blue, or has thy sight Caught even once a smile so fearless grown That tears might never quench it? Hast thou known One voice that Silence claims not as her right? Oh! wherefore waste thy soul for such…
For works with similar titles, see A Thought . ← What the Overseer Told Me Poems by Agnes Louisa Storrie A Thought A Modern Lover → 4516508 Poems — A Thought Agnes Louisa Storrie A Thought Oh! this is joy to fashion With cunning rune and rhyme A song of love and passion That withers not with time; To miss the critic's stricture By poems richly wrought The line that makes a picture, The word that holds a thought. Not sounds, like beads that follow And tinkle as they fall, While every one is hollow, No pearl among them all; To delve in thought's recesses, And find the virgin gold, And…
← The Thoroughfare of Souls Poems by Agnes Louisa Storrie Love's Illusions A Newborn Infant → 4516552 Poems — Love's Illusions Agnes Louisa Storrie Love's Illusions. I know a creek, a little creek Hid in a hill's embraces, Where they who still for Beauty seek May find her lingering traces. The willows, with long tresses bent, Shadow the water over; The air has caught a mystic scent— Well, yes! perhaps it's clover! I know a beach, a little beach Of snowy sand, bespangled With jewels, quaintly carven; each In strange sea-growths entangled; The wavelet softly breaks and curls, Singing in…
For works with similar titles, see Silence . ← A Solved Problem Poems by Agnes Louisa Storrie Silence → 4516580 Poems — Silence Agnes Louisa Storrie Silence Oh! silence, thou unvisioned harp, whose strings Beneath the touch of every sound vibrate, Thou shoreless ocean, where like sea-birds' wings That, fitful, skim the surface of a great Impassiveness, our little human speech Scarce ruffles thy repose, then sinks and dies As echoless as thou. Oh silence! teach Our human hearts the strength that in thee lies; The depth of thy eternal calm is wrapped The fretful circle of our lives about As…
← The Core of Time Poems by Agnes Louisa Storrie What the Wind Sang Love's Challenge → 4516544 Poems — What the Wind Sang Agnes Louisa Storrie SILHOUETTES What the Wind Sang. Oh, heard ye what the dawn-wind sang, Clean from the crystal night? It blew a new breath thro' the world, And set the sun alight. Oh, heard ye how it clarioned clear, With all the world for scope? A new soul flickered into life, The dawn-wind sang of Hope. Oh, heard ye how the noon-wind droned And laughed in drowsy mirth? The warm day drank a draught of gold, And flung the dregs to earth. A hawk poised in the lifted…
More questions about this book
- How do the opening poem (implied "Ultimate Nothingness") and "A Confession" explore different facets of profound human connection, and what distinct emotional journeys do they invite the reader to experience regarding presence and absence?
- Select one potent metaphor from the opening poem (e.g., "a string is snapped") and one from "A Confession" (e.g., "Life in you Retained its touch of Eden dew"). Explain the literal image each creates and the deeper emotional or philosophical concept it conveys, as if simplifying it for someone new to poetry.
- In "A Confession," the speaker repeatedly emphasizes "You did not know." What is the emotional impact of this repeated phrase on the poem's tone, and what does it suggest about the nature of the relationship described and the speaker's own inner world?
- Consider "A December Posy" in conjunction with the other two poems. How do its themes of nature, season, and unspoken words complement or contrast with the more direct expressions of grief and profound personal influence found in the first two poems, enriching Storrie's overall thematic landscape?