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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PIONEER GRAVEYARD, by BLANCHE KENDALL MCKEY
First Line: The path is over-grown with crumpled leaves
Last Line: In death each soul becomes a pioneer!
Subject(s): Cemeteries; Pioneers; Graveyards
First Line: The path is over-grown with crumpled leaves
Last Line: In death each soul becomes a pioneer!
Subject(s): Cemeteries; Pioneers; Graveyards
The path is over-grown with crumpled leaves --
Their edges margined deep in gold and red --
As through the trembling thicket low it weaves
To final destiny among the dead.
The silent graves are deaf to Autumn's wail
And bear no trace of strife nor hidden dream;
The eyes that saw an empire rise, unveil,
In shuttered sleep start not when engines scream.
Tread soft with cushioned feet the beaten way
Which ends in sunken rill and faded rose;
Those frozen hearts drank deep the light of day,
But they were weary at its hushing close.
Yet quick and dead find fateful kinship here:
In death each soul becomes a pioneer!
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