The Call - Nina Mermey Klippel

[Larry Robinson]

The Call
 
(The first and last lines of the poem are from Tennyson’ s “Ulysses”)
 
 
 
“Though much is taken, much abides,”
speaks old Ulysses,
home at last but yearning still
for new adventures and a farther shore
 
as I, becalmed
in this airless city,
yearn for mountains and sea,
space and silence.
 
Oh, a mad restlessness is on me!
 
I will not be Penelope,
unravelling
the work of my days
while awaiting – what? – revelation?
 
Like the old man,
(and at his age, too)
I will count what still abides
and plan my escape.
 
I hear him shout
from afar,
as if through a shell held to my ear:
“Tis not too late
to seek a newer world!”
 
  	- Nina Mermey Klippel
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