Summer 1963 • Vol. XXV No. 3 Poetry |

Spring Goes

437 IV. Spring Goes Petal by petal, the Spring dissolves. A small wind carries the rest away. All nature conspires to sadden me, But gross, unrepentant, I will be gay. I devour the flowers that yet remain. I shall not stint myself on wine. A cock, red-throated, a green-winged hen: The kingfishers nest in the ruined vine. The river pavilion lists in decay. Beyond these boundaries I see A grave stone unicorn, adamant; He leans on a tomb, stares far away You natural laws! I take your measure; Forgetting rank, work, weary days. I find my nature made for pleasure, And drink and linger, all at ease.

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