Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, IN THOSE OLD DAYS, by JOHN FREEMAN


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First Line: In those old days you were called beautiful
Last Line: A deeper rhythm hearing mine: can it be indeed for me?
Subject(s): Beauty; Memory; Youth


IN those old days you were called beautiful,
But I have worn the beauty from your face;
The flowerlike bloom has withered on your cheek
With the harsh years, and the fire in your eyes
Burns darker now and deeper, feeding on
Beauty and the remembrance of things gone.
Even your voice is altered when you speak,
Or is grown mute with old anxiety For me.

Even as a fire leaps into flame and burns
Leaping and laughing in its lovely flight,
And then under the flame a glowing dome
Deepens slowly into blood-like light:—
So did you flame and in flame take delight,
So are you hollow'd now with aching fire.
But I still warm me and make there my home,
Still beauty and youth burn there invisibly For me.

Now my lips falling on your silver'd skull,
My fingers in the valleys of your cheeks,
Or my hands in your thin strong hands fast caught,
Your body clutched to mine, mine bent to yours:
Now love undying feeds on love beautiful,
Now, now I am but thought kissing your thought.
—And can it be in your heart's music speaks
A deeper rhythm hearing mine: can it be Indeed for me?





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