20 Lines for Death
Death can't ring a bell –
For men could never share its taste ;
'tis a dictation to sheer deaf –
Where age can't set a consent.
Death means appetite to not
Be here; the farthest to prayer,
Or soaring like internal words –
In unresolved rest, allied by air.
Death is...
For men could never share its taste ;
'tis a dictation to sheer deaf –
Where age can't set a consent.
Death means appetite to not
Be here; the farthest to prayer,
Or soaring like internal words –
In unresolved rest, allied by air.
Death is...