Once I reached Cold Mountain I stayed for thirty years recently visiting family and friends most had left for the Yellow Springs slowly fading like a dying candle or surging past like a flowing stream today facing my solitary shadow suddenly both eyes filled with tears | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 9. VILLA SEBELLONI, BELLAGGIO by SARA TEASDALE MEETING AND PASSING by ROBERT FROST JUST & UNJUST by CHARLES SYNGE CHRISTOPHER BOWEN EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: 'EQUALITY OF SACRIFICE' by RUDYARD KIPLING A CLEAR MIDNIGHT by WALT WHITMAN THE HARLOT'S HOUSE by OSCAR WILDE |