David McLansky

Freshman - 992 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

night Ledger - Poem by David McLansky

To toss upon the sleepless hour
Is to test imagination's power;
But lo, the mind cannot sustain,
Sweet visions fade in weak refrain;
Visions of love in sacred trust,
The sweetest memories - loving lust,
Turn sour and cruel in memory's train,
And cancel joys on balanced pain;
Love keeps a book to hold account,
The joy, the pain, in each amount;
And sums the ledger in the end,
And cancels gains along with friends.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 21, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, April 21, 2014


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