Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, IMAGES OF OUR DREAMS, by PAUL FORT


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IMAGES OF OUR DREAMS, by                    
First Line: The wooded hill slopes down even unto the
Last Line: Ah for our dreams that rise and perish evermore!
Subject(s): Death; Dreams; Eyes; Dead, The; Nightmares


THE wooded hill slopes down even unto the stream; its mirrored image in the
tranquil water lies; rocked in the darker half the deep green branches seem, and
in the azure half the spaces of the skies.

Here like a skiey pearl a slender shallop glides, a raft of branches rides not
very far away. . . . Under my very eyes the mist that blinds me hides and
mingles raft and sail into the whelming wave.

Images of our dreams gone down into the deeps, O aimless raft and sail with
watery ports ahead, blue dream and dark which down the cruel river sweeps, lost
in the wandering wave and mingled there and dead.

The wooded hill slopes down even unto the stream. A field of butter-cups
shakes on the other shore. In the sky overcast the pallid flashes gleam. . . .
Ah for our dreams that rise and perish evermore!





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