Seaward, white gleaming thro’ the busy scud
With arching Wings, the sea mew o’er my head
Posts on, as bent on speed, now passaging
Edges the stiffer Breeze, now, yielding, drifts,
Now floats upon the air, and sends from far
A wildly-wailing Note.
I am busy working to bring Samuel Taylor Coleridge's "Seaward, white gleaming thro’ the busy scud" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
In the meantime, I invite you to explore the poem's themes, structure, and meaning. You can also check out the gallery for other musical arrangements or learn more about Samuel Taylor Coleridge's life and contributions to literature.
Check back soon to experience how "Seaward, white gleaming thro’ the busy scud" transforms when verse meets melody—a unique journey that makes poetry accessible, engaging, and profoundly moving in new ways.