To Denis
Again the native hour lets down the
Uncombed and black, but gray the bobbing beard;
Ten years ago His eyes, fierce shuttlecocks,
Again the native hour lets down the
Uncombed and black, but gray the bobbing beard;
Ten years ago His eyes, fierce shuttlecocks,
Now twenty-four or maybe
Was the woman's age, and her white brow was sleek;
Lips parted in surprise, the flawless cheek;
The long brown hair coiled sullenly alive;
Was the woman's age, and her white brow was sleek;
Lips parted in surprise, the flawless cheek;
The long brown hair coiled sullenly alive;
This message hastens lest we both go
Scattered, with no character, to death;
Death is untutored, with an ignorant
For precious identities of breath
Scattered, with no character, to death;
Death is untutored, with an ignorant
For precious identities of breath
A
Think about it at will: there is
Which is the commentary; there's that other,
Which may be called the
Think about it at will: there is
Which is the commentary; there's that other,
Which may be called the
Quem das finem, rex magne, dolorum
Where we went in the boat was a long bayA slingshot wide, walled in by towering stoneβPeaked margin of antiquity's delay,
And we went there out of time's monotone:
Where we went in the black hull n...
Where we went in the boat was a long bayA slingshot wide, walled in by towering stoneβPeaked margin of antiquity's delay,
And we went there out of time's monotone:
Where we went in the black hull n...
In the twilight of my audacityI saw you flee the world, the burnt
Of summer gave up their light:
Followed you with the uncommon
Of fear-supported and disbursed eyes
Of summer gave up their light:
Followed you with the uncommon
Of fear-supported and disbursed eyes
To Robert Penn
You hold your eager
Too high in the air, you
As if the sleepy
You hold your eager
Too high in the air, you
As if the sleepy
