Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, YELLOW FLOWERS, by ANTONIN SOVA


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First Line: Fields of death grow sear in gloom
Last Line: "they will not die. They answer ""no."
Subject(s): Aging; Death; Dead, The


Fields of death grow sear in gloom,
Throbs the land with lute of doom.
Some one comes, a flower he strips,
Pressing it to feverish lips.
The aged folk are on the brink
And in sips their wine they drink.
On their locks the moonlight rests,
On withered skin and drooping breasts.
They will tarry yet a span,
Something yet their gaze will scan --
Still to the fields they will not go,
Yellow blossoms rustle low.
They will not die. They answer "No."






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