DISCONSOLATE THE SPECTERS SHIFT
The
incandescent flame of night
Gives
tocsin to whate’er’s in flight
And
weariness to dreams adrift.
Disconsolate
the specters shift.
Translucent
shades and myrmidons
Through
halls of niter quake, withdrawn,
While
daylight creatures vanish swift;
Disconsolate
the specters shift.
What
dwelt here once, ‘ere life was lost?
Silenced
shadows know the cost;
Mirth
and meadows once its gift—
Disconsolate
the specters shift.
Cellars
cloister brute remains;
Dust,
the vacant rooms reclaims;
Weavers
work with thorough thrift.
Disconsolate
the specters shift.
In
tighter bindles, pinched with frost,
Decay,
the parasite, exhausts
The
forms of what we once could lift;
Disconsolate
the specters shift.
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