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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DESERT PICTURE, by ELIDA MERRIAM GREEN
First Line: The slowly moving centuries of time
Last Line: Across the desert, folding it in sleep.
Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness
First Line: The slowly moving centuries of time
Last Line: Across the desert, folding it in sleep.
Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness
The slowly moving centuries of time
Have drawn a picture past the art of man.
The ever-shifting sand; the Joshua trees
That stand distorted sentinels at ease
Upon the desert floor; the Yucca's span
Of snowy blossoms, swaying in a rhyme
Too perfect for the mortal ears of man,
Make wondrous symphony of tone sublime.
Ah! who can paint the desert's mystic charm,
The solitude that beggars all alarm?
The setting sun reflects a purple light
Shot through with gold and crimson pennons bright,
Against an evening sky; then shadows creep
Across the desert, folding it in sleep.
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