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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FANTASIA IN E MINOR, by ELIZABETH BUSH First Line: Night is a dissident changeling born Last Line: Unbearable. Subject(s): Hallucinations & Illusions | |||
Night is a dissident changeling born To the sun-king by the bride of dawn, Measureless the intervals when, half-waking, He witnesses the straining desperation Of a people seeking mercy in the sweet release of dark. Life is a crust of blackened hope Moistened by grief to a tasteless mouthful Swallowed by death. Briefly are shredded our last illusions: Knowledge is shown as a poorly dyed garment, Power the frame of an empty caravel, Fame but the marks of a shifting rod In the hands of the blind. People must be unbearable to themselves, Unbearable. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LOST ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MY SENSES DO NOT DECEIVE ME by MARIANNE MOORE THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION: BOOK 2 by MARK AKENSIDE BUILDING BLOCKS by VIRGINIA A. ALLIN THE SUN GOD by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE |
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