Clark Ashton Smith


Antepast - Poem by Clark Ashton Smith

The thought of death to me
Is like a well in some oasis dim—
Cool-gleaming, hushed, and hidden gratefully
Among the palms asleep
At silver evening on the desert's rim.

Or as a couch of stone,
Whereon, by moonlight, in a marble room,
Some fevered king reposes all alone—
So is the hope of sleep,
The inalienable surety of the tomb.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014


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