Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CLOISTER OF YEARS, by VERA BROWN MOOK First Line: I shall walk quietly Last Line: Lost in the question of a night bird's call. Subject(s): Time | ||||||||
I shall walk quietly Down the dim cloister of years, There will be no echo Of my soft footfall, No sound of laughter or of tears; Only a passing shadow Etched sharply on the sunset wall, And, perhaps, to listening ears, -- The whisper of my passing, Lost in the question of a night bird's call. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD |
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