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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AFTERWARDS, by MAHLON LEONARD FISHER First Line: There was a day when death to me meant tears Last Line: Such glad romances as we read in sleep. | |||
There was a day when death to me meant tears, And tearful takings-leave that had to be, And awed embarkings on an unshored sea, And sudden disarrangement of the years. But now I know that nothing interferes With the fixed forces when a tired man dies; That death is only answerings and replies, The chiming of a bell which no one hears, The casual slanting of a half-spent sun, The soft recessional of noise and coil, The coveted something time nor age can spoil; I know it is a fabric finely spun Between the stars and dark; to seize and keep, Such glad romances as we read in sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE OF CHILDREN by MAHLON LEONARD FISHER NOVEMBER by MAHLON LEONARD FISHER OLD AMAZE by MAHLON LEONARD FISHER STAIRWAYS by MAHLON LEONARD FISHER THE FIRST VOYAGE OF JOHN CABOT [1497] by KATHARINE LEE BATES ONE WORD MORE by ROBERT BROWNING |
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