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A LAKE MEMORY, by WILLIAM WILFRED CAMPBELL Poet's Biography First Line: The lake comes throbbing in with voice of pain Last Line: This rain of spray that blows about my face. Alternate Author Name(s): Campbell, W. W. Subject(s): Lakes; Pools; Ponds | ||||||||
THE lake comes throbbing in with voice of pain Across these flats, athwart the sunset's glow, I see her face, I know her voice again, Her lips, her breath, O God, as long ago. To live the sweet past over I would fain, As lives the day in the red sunset's fire, That all these wild, wan marshlands now would stain, With the dawn's memories, loves and flushed desire. I call her back across the vanished years, Nor vain -- a white-armed phantom fills her place; Its eyes the wind-blown sunset fires, its tears This rain of spray that blows about my face. | Other Poems of Interest...CHINESE POND by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A MAN GETS OFF WORK EARLY by THOMAS LUX THE FRIARY AT BLOSSOM, PROLOGUE & INSTRUCTIONS by NORMAN DUBIE SONGS FOR TWO SEASONS: 2. RED POND by CAROL FROST |
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