Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHITE REQUIEM, by S. BERT COOKSLEY First Line: Beauty has not spent herself. She is young Last Line: Always: it is I who have become old! Subject(s): Aging; Beauty | ||||||||
Beauty has not spent herself. She is young Always, riotous and filled with laughter. She is still dancing with the flowers hung To her girdle, Youth following after, Rife with his music. It is the same Always: It is I who have become lame. The cricket is talking under his wheat, And the sparrow sings out from her green door, And the moon and meadow and quince tree meet Secretly, eagerly as long before. Spring's patch-quilt of magic is on the wind Always: It is I who have become blind. Year after year, the stars color the sky, And the hills color the earth, and Beauty goes Fair as the newest April passing by. Year after year, the summers blow the rose And the day is a vault of green and gold Always: It is I who have become old! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN DIVINELY SUPERFLUOUS BEAUTY by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE BEAUTY OF THINGS by ROBINSON JEFFERS HOPE IS NOT FOR THE WISE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LIFE FROM THE LIFELESS by ROBINSON JEFFERS REARMAMENT by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHANE ONEILLS CAIRN by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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