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XXXI - The Ugly and the Jeweled
by Austin Halling-RoweHow much have I trained my thought,
To recount our better days?
At every shift of an eye glad-weary
With the weight--Your image,
Scent and sight rebound,
With light remembrance, and all
Prompt'd by this and that view and visage;
I have schooled my thought much.
And while the lesser councel of books,
Attempt to spur my wrath and ridicule,
The greater mind of wisely hearts,
Counsel that I cherish the ugly and jeweled,
And how much I do recall with sprite,
Your voice, your touch, your sight. 03/11/2011 Posted on 03/11/2011
Copyright © 2024 Austin Halling-Rowe
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| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 03/12/11 at 12:26 AM I understand this too much...this sums up every day of my thoughts for me...and many like me...and not a day goes by that I don't cry.
Excellent poetics. |
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