Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BURGLAR TIME, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Time's a burglar. On his toes Last Line: You, my daughter and my wife! Subject(s): Time | ||||||||
Time's a burglar. On his toes Noiselessly the rascal goes; Steals my hair, and in its place Drops long wrinkles on my face; Steals my vigor, and instead With experience crams my head; Steals the trustfulness of youth, Changing it for bitter truth; Steals my friends by slow degrees, Leaving only memories; Steals my hope, my daring bold, Leaving nought but yellow gold. Making these exchanges, he Deems it is no robbery; Yes, and truly; for his stealth Of my dear departed wealth Yet has left the Joy of Life, You, my daughter and my wife! | 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 FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND A BATTLE SONG (WRITTEN IN THE WORLD WAR) by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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