Black on the depths of blackest skies
whence even the levin seems withdrawn,
the cities threaten: burning eyes
ask what dread hand hath slain the dawn.

(C) Christopher John Brennan
03/19/2017


Best Poems of Christopher John Brennan

• Summer Noon
• Fire In The Heavens
• When The Spring Mornings Grew More Long
• And Does She Still Perceive
• Black On The Depths
• My Heart Was Wandering In The Sands
• Liminary
• I Am Driven Everywhere From A Clinging Home
• The Pangs That Guard The Gates Of Joy
• The Twilight Of Disquietude
• Iii. The Shadow Of Lilith
• Deep Mists Of Longing Blur The Land
• Interlude: The Casement
• How Old Is My Heart, How Old?
• When Summer Comes In Her Glory
• Interlude: The Window And The Hearth
• Romance
• Each Day I See The Long Ships Coming Into Port
• Ii. The Quest Of Silence
• Under A Sky Of Uncreated Mud