Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WELT, by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Would I mend the fabric of my youth Last Line: Ere time has brushed cold fingers through my hair. Alternate Author Name(s): Tremaine, John Subject(s): Time | ||||||||
Would I might mend the fabric of my youth Which daily flaunts its tatters to my eyes, Would I might compromise awhile with truth Until love's moon, now waxing, wanes and dies. For I would go a further while with you And drain this Cup of Joy so passing fair, Which meets my parching lips like cooling dew 'Ere time has brushed cold fingers through my hair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |
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