Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, GHOSTS, by WILLIAM BRIAN HOOKER



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First Line: The dead return to us continually
Last Line: Nor those glad faces yearning over us.
Alternate Author Name(s): Hooker, Brian
Subject(s): Ghosts; Supernatural


The dead return to us continually:
Not at the void of night, as fables feign,
In some lone spot where murdered bones have lain
Wailing for vengeance to the passer-by;
But in the merry clamour and full cry
Of the brave noon, our dead whom we have slain
And in forgotten graves hidden in vain,
Rise up and stand beside us terribly.

Sick with the beauty of their dear decay
We conjure them with laughters onerous
And drunkenness of labour; yet not thus
May we absolve ourselves of yesterday --
We cannot put those clinging arms away,
Nor those glad faces yearning over us.





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