Poem-A-Day: This Living Hand by John Keats

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This Living Hand by John Keats   This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life might stream again, And thou be conscience-calmed--see here it is-- I hold it towards you.  Today's poem is in the public domain. Poetry by Keats The Complete Poems December 16, 2012 Born in 1795, John Keats was an English Romantic poet and author of three poems considered to be among the finest in the English language. Related Poems This Living Hand [excerpt] by Dean Young The Book of the Dead Man (Your Hands) by Marvin Bell The Hand by Mary Ruefle Poem-A-Day started as a National Poetry Month program in 2006, delivering daily poems from newly-published poetry titles.   Due to popular demand, Poem-A-Day became a year-round program in 2010, featuring original, never-before-published poems by contemporary poets on weekdays, and classic poems on weekends.   Browse the Poem-A-Day archive for selections since 2010.  Thanks for being a part of the Academy of American Poets community. To learn about other programs, including National Poetry Month, Poem In Your Pocket Day, the annual Poets Forum, and more, visit Poets.org.

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