Nike
Bliss Carman
1861 to 1929
Track 1
Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Of the waiting hills,
Frailer than a moth's wing
Than the early moon
With a soul more subtle
Nike's very own—
Than the light of stars,
Delicate as grasses
Such a head the victors
Lovelier than morning,
In the woods of June;
Uses with full heart,
With that breast and bearing,
As the strong pure sea-wind
Such a hand as Beauty
Walking on the sea;
One sweet lyric woman—
What do men give thanks for?
I give thanks for one,
Must have praised and known,
And the autumn haze;
Rhythmed and poised and free
When they lift and stir —
I give thanks for her.
In new shapes of art;
Wise with all the silence
Hears among the thrushes
As superb, untrammeled,
Of the purple asters
Dearer than the sun.
When the gracious twilight
Quiet as the days
Seeking for her freedom
To the touch that mars;
Soft as rain in April,
Wakes in them and thrills;
With a voice more tender