Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE COMET, by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI

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THE COMET, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: That love of mine for him had waxen wings
Subject(s): Comets

That love of mine for him had waxen wings --
they were so long they seemed eternal --
with confidence, they beat the sky, grazed the peaks,
thrust toward the sun with nervine nets of veins --

Melted now, the wings regrow within me,
only now, wings lost, do I feel them true;
and to reckless hearts I cry, "mortals,
passion is too important a ghost to be made flesh."

Full-maned, wandering Halley's comets, omens,
disasters, marvels that inflame and freeze our blood,
let no one dare bind you, let no one risk touching
clots of pure remoteness -- meteors

Used by permission of Story Line Press.

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