Jack Dikian

The Gamsat Exam - Poem by Jack Dikian

A not so typical Autumn day

Outside, grey brown tops of eucalypt stir in the dull autumn sky. Sward with shriveled foliage strewn; the rain now steadies; gentle a hint of what looms abound; the morning sun bare of warmth, jaded and hard. Beyond the dreary campus grounds, beyond the desolate pool the city sits far, for once alluring a place I would return to soon. It's a cruel act of arrangement that has us in this room, a place of trial, a place where we cast our dice.

I thought scholars will be abound, instead bureaucrats rule with might, agreements from which there is no escape. And my youth, oh my youth haunting now for they are gone, gone.

Topic(s) of this poem: autumn

Form: Epic

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  • Soul Watcher (3/21/2015 3:24:00 AM)

    Very nice words... I like it.
    Keep up.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 21, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 28, 2017

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