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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FORSAKEN SOLITUDES, by DUKE COLE MEREDITH
First Line: The hand of modern age employs a prod
Last Line: Forsaking joys in solitude we need.
Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness
First Line: The hand of modern age employs a prod
Last Line: Forsaking joys in solitude we need.
Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness
The hand of modern age employs a prod
To goad us lest we fail to keep apace
With restless souls who speed like horses shod
With fire and strive to conquer time and space.
While competition fills each commerce lane,
The rumbling highways pass the sun-lit fields
And split the woodlands, while the droning plane
Above is piercing space that quickly yields.
The stress of toil permits brief interlude
To quaff the joy that reigns amid the haunts
Of grove and glade that rest in solitude,
Or rest in garden spots that fill our wants.
We feed our empty souls on haste and greed,
Forsaking joys in solitude we need.
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