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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CLOCKS, by TESSA SWEAZY WEBB
First Line: Like fashioned rock
Last Line: To keep my life and death apart.
Subject(s): Time
First Line: Like fashioned rock
Last Line: To keep my life and death apart.
Subject(s): Time
Like fashioned rock,
The patterned clock
Pushes aside the hours each day.
Its tapered hands
Are music bands
That play an endless roundelay.
In sorrowing,
Or when I sing,
A clock keeps ticking in my heart;
Through night and day
It ticks away,
To keep my life and death apart.
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