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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOST - AN APRIL, by MARY BRENT WHITESIDE
First Line: How can new aprils come, when one was lost
Last Line: In that one april that I lost last year!
Subject(s): April
First Line: How can new aprils come, when one was lost
Last Line: In that one april that I lost last year!
Subject(s): April
How can new Aprils come, when one was lost
Out of the withering gold of all the years --
Brief fires burned to silver of long frost;
Spent ardors cooled in quietude of tears?
Last year I knew the beauty of a sea
Where faded cities hold an opal dream,
And climbed warm olive slopes of Italy,
And walked in Egypt by a glamorous stream.
These lands know starlight beautiful as death,
And year long wear their ardent colors still, --
Oh, shall there come again the March wind's breath,
And wild arbutus on a waiting hill?
How can they truly know the raptuorus Spring,
If Beauty never lies upon a bier?
Oh, magic past the heart's imagining,
In that one April that I lost last year!
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