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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GLACIER, by LOUISE TOWNSEND NICHOLL Poet's Biography
First Line: Your cool, selective memory moving slow
Last Line: Until I see that dead face turn to dust.
Subject(s): Glaciers
First Line: Your cool, selective memory moving slow
Last Line: Until I see that dead face turn to dust.
Subject(s): Glaciers
Your cool, selective memory moving slow
Is a smooth glacier down a mountain pass.
All those who slipped and fell in a crevasse
To the long track's appointed end must go,
Set preciously in old moraine and snow
The coldly treasured jewels you amass
Borne in a frozen pageant under glass.
This is the valley where the ice will flow:
I who am dead but living wait that space
Though it be years until it come so far,
To see, intact in you, my own dead face,
Waiting for light from an extinguished star
Would be like this: my life is held in trust
Until I see that dead face turn to dust.
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