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Robin Hyde

Persephone in Winter

Farewell to Stars
Arcturus, Orion and Neptune,
Lingering crystal flames,
Stars with the lovely names,
Say, will the end be soon?
Will this fire-born world of ours
And the threat of the imminent hours
Slip like a buckle of topaz from velvet shoon,
And eventide stray along
The clear green roadways, nor know that a star is lost,
So little our heavenly cost?
Ah, would she not wait for the song
Of the bird that loiters to sleep, of the bird that awakes
With a voice like a fountain of flame, in the deep-mossed brakes?
I have visioned the passing of men,
And the mists triumphant again . . .
Arcturus, Orion and Neptune,
Say, will the end be soon?


Last updated 24 September, 2003