Classic Poem

The Black Vulture

Aloof within the day's enormous dome,
— — He holds unshared the silence of the sky.
— — Far down his bleak, relentless eyes descry
The eagle's empire and the falcon's home —
Far down, the galleons of sunset roam;
— — His hazards on the sea of morning lie;
— — Serene, he hears the broken tempest sigh
Where cold sierras gleam like scattered foam.

And least of all he holds the human swarm —
— — Unwitting now that envious men prepare
— — — To make their dream and its fulfillment one,
When, poised above the caldrons of the storm,
— — Their hearts, contemptuous of death, shall dare
— — — His roads between the thunder and the sun.English