Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY TIMEPIECE, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography First Line: The hour has struck its advent and farewell Last Line: One, two, three, four', - trips daintily away. Subject(s): Clocks; Time | ||||||||
The hour has struck its advent and farewell, And hark! another hour begins to beat! As when a crier stops, and rings his bell To tell a loss, then on with busy feet To raise the cry elsewhere; our flying hours We waste, and baulk them of their noblest use; And so disable our best gifts and powers, Or leave them open to the fiend's abuse; Or should I - the same moral to convey - A more derisive apologue subjoin, My clock's a mocking thief, who steals my coin, Then, counting up the sum, as if to say, 'How many precious pieces I purloin, One, two, three, four', - trips daintily away. | Other Poems of Interest...CONSTANT CHANGE FIGURES by LYN HEJINIAN ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND |
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