For Isolated

Oceanzest

by OceanzestHamilton, Waikato, New Zealand

Feb 2022 237 Views 1 comments

For the Isolated

Author: Oceanzest

For again the night is moving slow
and many a poet is cursed to know
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo

In tenement buildings and boarding rooms
lie men who dreamt of being grooms
Have known evenings, mornings, afternoons,
measured out their lives with coffee spoons

But onwards as we surely try
to flower and bloom before we die
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky

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Posted: Feb 2022

About this poem:

Three quatrains, the last two lines of each borrowed from T.S. Eliot's
“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.”
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/44212/the-love-song-of-j-alfred-prufrock

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Mizzy4

Mizzy4Navan, Meath IrelandFeb 11, 2022

Good post Ocean....
Nice mix of old and new, in keeping with the rhyme & rhythm.

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