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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OCTOBER GRAVEYARD, by CAROLINE CROSBY WILSON
First Line: Here, where the decorous corpses lay
Last Line: Where ashen leaves descend and drift.
Subject(s): Cemeteries; Graveyards
First Line: Here, where the decorous corpses lay
Last Line: Where ashen leaves descend and drift.
Subject(s): Cemeteries; Graveyards
Here, where the decorous corpses lay,
With decent labels at the head,
Monotonous in green array,
A flaming mutiny has spread.
Where proper mourners knelt to pray
The dying dance upon the dead.
Yet the misshapen moon shall white
The scarlet to a silver shift,
And the late traveller's throat grew tight
To see pale, tortured vapors lift,
And hear vague rustlings in the night,
Where ashen leaves descend and drift.
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