Quel Saige


Quel Saige Poems

1. A Little Ruby-Throated Bird 4/15/2013
2. To poetry or not to be 3/27/2013
3. Rêverie 3/27/2013
4. The Funeral Procession 3/27/2013
5. One feared that he mightn't find a victim 3/28/2013
6. the blankspace 3/28/2013
7. Letter from a Phantom 3/30/2013
8. As I kneel 3/30/2013
9. These cherry blossoms drifting everywhere 3/30/2013
10. Behind Thee 4/12/2013
11. Lion's Tooth 4/18/2013
12. Amicable 4/18/2013
13. Ardent 4/18/2013
14. Just An Old Tragedy 4/11/2013
15. Less One 4/7/2013
16. The Not-Know 4/7/2013
17. Quantum Schizophrenia 3/27/2013

The Funeral Procession

How long will the Illusion be surkept?
For naught, we all have wept
For naught, and also all the things that be—
To live is to survive Eternity

We've played grand games with God's alabaster dice,
But how many more could have been played with vice—
Not Virtue—as it may well be,
But, for now, for naught, the games suffice

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