Upon her breast her hands and hair
Were tangled all together.
The moon of June forbade me not –
The golden night time weather
In balmy sighs commanded me
To kiss them like a feather.

Her looming hair, her burning hands,
Were tangled black and white.
My face I buried there. I pray –
So far from her to-night –
For grace, to dream I kiss her soul
Amid the black and white.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Vachel Lindsay's poem Caught in a Net

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  1. Muroki Kanamba says:

    Caught in the net is perhaps an expresion on an inner feeling about someone very important to the writer.Someone far away and of vital meaning to whom the writer tries to send thoughts and feelings of being missed.So she’s lost in this complex of loving someone perhaps near yet so far that she wishes she can touch.

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