John Shaw Neilson

(22 February 1872 – 12 May 1942 / Penola, South Australia)

Song Be Delicate - Poem by John Shaw Neilson

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Let your song be delicate.
The skies declare
No war — the eyes of lovers
Wake everywhere.

Let your voice be delicate.
How faint a thing
Is Love, little Love crying
Under the Spring.

Let your song be delicate.
The flowers can hear:
Too well they know the tremble,
Of the hollow year.

Let your voice be delicate.
The bees are home:
All their day's love is sunken
Safe in the comb.

Let your song be delicate.
Sing no loud hymn:
Death is abroad . . . Oh, the black season!
The deep — the dim!



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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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