Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO ANY YET FAITHFUL, by CORAL MORGAN


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TO ANY YET FAITHFUL, by                    
First Line: You who believed, believe no more in me
Last Line: A jeweled fish where weeds now choke the brook.
Subject(s): Beauty; Faith; Prophecy & Prophets; Belief; Creed


You who believed, believe no more in me.
I was no prophet in the wilderness
crying, "Make ready, for a King will pass!"
No prophet was, I but an old banshee
keening for splendors lost. I was Dead Sea
fruit. I was flags nailed to a broken mast.
Herald of no dawn was I, but the last
flower of a false spring frozen on the tree.

Yet do not say it was an empty cup
that you in your delusion lifted up.
Say only that you happened once to see
beauty, though small and strange it was, in me
who have no beauty now. That you once took
a jeweled fish where weeds now choke the brook.





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