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TO SOME MODERN POETS, by                    
First Line: Your names are like decapitated giants bleeding black
Last Line: The flowers are few.
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets


Your names are like decapitated giants bleeding black oblivion;
You are the frail voices.
The indomitable rhythm of beauty writhes under the claws of your pens;
Your eyes are twin candles burning flames of yearning desire toward the high,
sacred altar of poesy.
All that you sought to attain has eluded you;
You have tried, and your day is passing.
Yet grieve not;
Much that charms is small and fleeting
To the greatness of eternity.
The earth is a tiny shadow tottering on the edge of death;
The moon is a throb of splendor in the heart of night;
And the stars are ephemera in the long gaze of God.
So grieve not
That your poems are the cool, fresh grass of a short summer;
The flowers are few.





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