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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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a Glass Floor Underfoot - 21. I followed them to their crosses

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Romantiker-Bildnisse

Herrn John Höxter gewidmet

 

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Neu ist mir jeder Wind und jede Sonne

Und frischen Morgens Kühle zukunftsreich.

Doch niemand kommt, der zum geheimen Borne

Den Weg weist, den allein ich nie erreich.

 

So vielen folgt ich blind, und jetzt betroffen

Gewahre ich, daß ich ins Kreuze ging.

Nun gähnt die Nacht, die schwarzen Mäuler offen

Und ihre großen Augen glühen rings.

 

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Romantic Portraits

Mister John Höxter bestowed

 

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New seems every breeze to me and sun that mounts

The morning’s cool freshness with future-reach.

But none come who can show me those secret founts

Alone I’ll never be able to breach.

 

So, many have I trailed blind, and now stricken

I know I followed them to their crosses.

Thus yawns the night, whose open black maws sicken

And casts about big eyes in their glosses.

 

 

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David Garshen Bomberg Sappers at Work (1918)

 

 

 

 

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The sun giving way to night; there is beauty but it seems denied. This poem is powerful, its images evoke both memory and imagination. Thank you for this one particularly. 

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2 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

The sun giving way to night; there is beauty but it seems denied. This poem is powerful, its images evoke both memory and imagination. Thank you for this one particularly. 

Thank you, Parker. Rather unusually for Robert Jentzsch, he places hard stops at the end of the second lines of the strophes. I think these have the effect of punctuating the very features you single out. Oh, there is still so much learn about the craft of poetry writing! 

Thanks again 

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