I Am In Love With High Far-Seeing Places Poem by Arthur Davison Ficke
I Am In Love With High Far-Seeing Places
I am in love with high far-seeing places
That look on plains half-sunlight and half-storm, --
In love with hours when from the circling faces
Veils pass, and laughing fellowship glows warm.
You who look on me with grave eyes where rapture
And April love of living burn confessed, --
The Gods are good! The world lies free to capture!
Life has no walls. O take me to your breast!
Take me, -- be with me for a moment's span! --
I am in love with all unveiled faces.
I seek the wonder at the heart of man;
I would go up to the far-seeing places.
While youth is ours, turn toward me for a space
The marvel of your rapture-lighted face!
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4/24/2024 5:21:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Largely unrecognized, the complete works of this philosopher slave and kingly poet may be found at the Yale library. I still check the old book shops... one day I'll get lucky, and Arthur Davison Ficke's works will wind up on one of my top shelfs, right next to the First Ed. works of his master poet friend and lover. Arthur Davison Ficke was an incredibly articulate poet who lived in a most exciting time, a true romantic, gifted in every way.