Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, RECOLLECTION, by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH



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First Line: How can it be that I forget
Last Line: And throws away the grain.
Subject(s): Memory


How can it be that I forget
The way he phrased my doom,
When I recall the arabesques
That carpeted the room?

How can it be that I forget
His look and mien that hour,
When I recall I wore a rose,
And still can smell the flower?

How can it be that I forget
Those words that were the last,
When I recall the tune a man
Was whistling as he passed?

These things are what we keep from life's
Supremest joy or pain;
For Memory locks her chaff in bins
And throws away the grain.





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