Great gods, Miss Pretty sighs,
Burning her nights with candle deaths,
Signing names, forgotten words,
Making worse the matters done,
Which, being lost in half-dumb shows,
Torment her in her vacant hours.
She has the ghostly figures now.
The viable is not for show.
She has her beauty on a string,
Which, being played for a half a song,
Moves her towards the better things
And all the songs her dead one sings.
GREAT GODS.
GREAT GODS.
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Re: GREAT GODS.
Old poem of mine revived.
Re: GREAT GODS.
I like this a lot...and really like the pairing with the painting...good!
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