Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE AZURE FROG: 3. REMORSE, by PAUL FORT


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THE AZURE FROG: 3. REMORSE, by                    
First Line: I erred! The thing exists. Its little heart doth beat. But it dies be
Last Line: Done? I would have tossed thee back. Imperfect is the heart.
Subject(s): Fairies; Forests; Remorse; Soul; Elves; Woods


I erred! the thing exists. Its little heart doth beat. But it dies between my
fists, by faltering life forsook, caught by a child who came to try that angling
feat, red flannel for his bait, a pin to serve for hook.

Pardon, O little soul that sings so sweet and high when the broad argent moon
has its paraselenes, dead thus between my hands, what pain my spirit gleans! and
blue, yes, thou art blue, as blue as deepest sky!

Must, on the breeze, thy dust to lands afar be blown! Light fairy, of the woods,
a phantom pale thou art. Blue, I mourn thee, green, alas! what would I then have
done? I would have tossed thee back. Imperfect is the heart.





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