My Castle Poem by Radclyffe Hall
My Castle
Ah ! why have I built my Castle
On the shifting golden sand?
On the shores of the hungry ocean
Instead of the safe highland?
I ask myself, and I answer
These sands are the sands of youth,
And these waves are the surfs of passion
Of life, —and of death forsooth !
And I know in my heart I'd rather
Exist for but one short day
Where the breakers of life wash highest,
Love, live, and be swept away.
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5/5/2024 5:13:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
To ditch 'live' in the third stanza would improve the meter and simplify the thought- both worthy goals. MM