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| Sonnet for Blake from Tara |
| "I'll be right back ," you said, and as I lay In light and shadow as I ever do The brown within the green, the gray in blue, I felt the press of light of dying day, And all the weight of things that cannot stay- That do no stay. While I know Time can strew The sand with shells, that Mallorns grew From seeds of human yearning to allay The fear of endings, I see too clear Those fair folk fade into the West, and long To hold the ships of innocents forgot And cleave them to my self. Though you're here, Did return, I have just learned, I am not strong Enough to meet the day when you cannot. |
