At A Grave Poem by John Vance Cheney
At A Grave
As out of the dark the stars,
Broke forth the heavenly bars
Of passion strong,
The wild bird’s song,
Borne, wave on wave,
From a branch above a grave.
Mute heart, you, listening, heard
The music of the bird;
was in your cry,
“A song had I,
But oh, I know
Of the dead asleep below!”
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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