Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SWIFT DAYS, THAT UP TILL NOW, by SHELDON CHRISTIAN First Line: Swift days, that up till now have flown Last Line: We alone stand, eternal man and wife. Subject(s): Life; Time | ||||||||
Swift days, that up till now have flown Like time unheeded in an eerie dream, I reckoned years; but little did they seem More than numerals, somehow grown Into a vacuum known as Years. Now comes The awed sense of Time's unpitying pace. Each day grows shorter, faster now the race To total life; draw Something as its sum. Like one in danger, suddenly aroused, Apprehension stalks behind, before: Through all there lurks the sense of Nevermore. Nothing abides, though all for its day is housed. Beloved, amidst this passingness of Life, We alone stand, eternal man and wife. | 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 THE FLOATING MORMON by KAREN SWENSON LINES ON OBSERVING A BLOSSOM [ON THE FIRST OF FEBRUARY 1796] by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |
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