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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GRIEF, by CHRISTINE HAMILTON WATSON
First Line: A portion of cold grief has ever grown
Last Line: Incessant fire that cannot find relief.
Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness
First Line: A portion of cold grief has ever grown
Last Line: Incessant fire that cannot find relief.
Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness
A portion of cold grief has ever grown
About each heart; so the gray filigree
Of fused heartbreak may find the apogee
That burns with light where light had never shone:
When the ice of jeopardy hangs near the bone
And structure of our joy, who could foresee
Defeat postponed, but there black grief stands free
Arising like a victor's trophy-stone!
Beyond our complicated reckoning
Intrinsic necromancy opens brief
Uncharted clearance. Wherefore let us fling
The dun and withered petals of our grief
Upon ebb tide, to quench the smoldering
Incessant fire that cannot find relief.
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