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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FLAME, by EUGENIE CATHERINE PAUL
First Line: Out of the twisted faggots rise
Last Line: Silver of silence and of grief.
Subject(s): Fire
First Line: Out of the twisted faggots rise
Last Line: Silver of silence and of grief.
Subject(s): Fire
Out of the twisted faggots rise
Liquid flames of crimson, gold,
In all their rainbow ecstasy,
Then pale to ashes, gray and cold.
Out of the heart, fire-like, how swift
The flame of joy, so vivid, brief;
And then pale ashes of regret,
Silver of silence and of grief.
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