Crumbling is not an instant's Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation's processes Are organized Decays. 'Tis first a Cobweb on the Soul A Cuticle of Dust A Borer in the Axis An Elemental Rust - Ruin is formal - Devil's work Consecutive and slow - Fail in an instant, no man did Slipping - is Crash's law. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LESSER EPISTLES: TO BERNARD LINTOTT by JOHN GAY TO JOHN DONNE (2) by BEN JONSON WRAITH by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY VAN ELSEN by FREDERICK GEORGE SCOTT COQUETTE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE HWOMESTEAD A-VELL INTO HAND by WILLIAM BARNES |