Through These Pale Cold Days Poem by Isaac Rosenberg

Through These Pale Cold Days

Rating: 2.6


Through these pale cold days
What dark faces burn
Out of three thousand years,
And their wild eyes yearn,

While underneath their brows
Like waifs their spirits grope
For the pools of Hebron again--
For Lebanon's summer slope.

They leave these blond still days
In dust behind their tread
They see with living eyes
How long they have been dead.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
K.c. Ford 01 September 2015

A solid poem, well worth reading.

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Savita Tyagi 01 September 2015

Beautiful poem. heart touching!

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Bill Cantrell 01 September 2015

Excellent poetry! Well worth a full 10

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Edward Kofi Louis 01 September 2015

Nice work with the muse of life around you.

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Ramesh T A 01 September 2015

Very difficult to digest the situation in Lebanon!

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Raymond Farrell 01 September 2015

The poet is Jewish and it is about the Jewish nation.

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M Asim Nehal 01 September 2015

Superb..............Well written poem.

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Isaac Rosenberg

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