Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TIME IS A SPACE, by BERENICE VAN SLYKE First Line: Time is a space between two miseries Last Line: While it escapes between the ticks and tocks. Alternate Author Name(s): Heaton, Maurice C., Mrs. Subject(s): Death; Life; Time; Dead, The | ||||||||
Time is a space between two miseries, Between two knockings on life's splintered door Through which one glimpses wonder stretched at ease Waiting for conquering steps upon that floor. Tlme is a moving point that has no rest, Accented by our sorrow or our bliss; Its measure is the mounting of the crest Whose slope is slow oblivion of this. It is the outer circle of our death Which like a broken water ripples out Beyond the dying flutter of our breath To join immensities past faith or doubt. Infinitely we close in finite clocks While it escapes between the ticks and tocks. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND SEA-CHANGE by BERENICE VAN SLYKE |
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