Sleeveless Errand Poem by Jan Struther
Sleeveless Errand
THROUGH space and time I range
Seeking these two alone:
The savour of the strange,
The solace of the known.
These must I still pursue
Till body and brain grow cold:
The lustre of the new,
The comfort of the old.
Fool! Shall midnight and noon
Consent to fuse in one
The magic of the moon,
The healing of the sun?
Thursday, February 23, 2017
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