Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

(25 November 1875 – 15 August 1928 / Canada)

Cosmos - Poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

THE tiny thing of painted gauze that flutters in the sun
And sinks upon the breast of night with all its living done;

The unconsidered seed that from the garden blows away,
Blooming its little time to bloom in one short summer day;

The leaf the idle wind shakes down in autumn from the tree,
The grasshopper who for an hour makes gayest minstrelsy--

These--and this restless soul of mine--are one with flaming spheres
And cold, dead moons whose ghostly fires haunt unremembered years.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 6, 2010



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