Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BESIEGED, by DOROTHY E. JACOBS


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BESIEGED, by                    
First Line: I stood upon the city wall
Last Line: Before me feasts were made.
Subject(s): Sun; Towns


I stood upon the city wall
And watched the sky, beyond the town,
Crowded with golden hosts of clouds.
The sun, in its own blood, sank down
Wounded to death. And on the plain
I saw Burgundian fires laid.
Behind me stood the hungry town:
Before me feasts were made.





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