The Secret Splendour

This Scattered Life

This scattered life, both flux and flame,

You must seize as one and stamp

As a love-letter to Eternity

From the transience of a tramp.

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Poet-Vision

The sun through shutters loosed on the poet's floor

Gold stripes of tigers none had housed before.

Eternity

Feel, mid time's fret and fall and fevered noise.

Some endless Egypt's pyramid-equipoise!

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