Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE LAST FIRE, by HERBERT S. GORMAN


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THE LAST FIRE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: You saw the last fires burning on the hill
Last Line: In dust of ashes in your eyes today.
Subject(s): Fire; Love


You saw the last fires burning on the hill
In that far autumn twilight when we took
The future by the hand through woods as still
As your heart is today, and crossed the brook.

The brook that gurgled through the quietude
Was just a slender stream that sauntered on.
How were we to know the thing we should --
That we had crossed our narrow Rubicon?

And after, in the shadow of the leaves,
When your great eyes grew with the growing night
They left the hollows where the twilight grieves
And mirrored back the bonfire on the height.

And what quick flame was in your eyes I knew;
And how the moment caught us on our way
Is Time's own story written for a few
In dust of ashes in your eyes today.





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