Archibald Macleish Dark Poems
- 1. Way-station
The incoherent rushing of the train
Dulls like a drugged pain
Numbs
... - 2. Immortal Autumn
I speak this poem now with grave and level voice
In praise of autumn, of the far-horn-winding fall.
I praise the flower-barren fields, the clouds, the tall
... - 3. Two Poems From The War
Oh, not the loss of the accomplished thing!
Not dumb farewells, nor long relinquishment
Of beauty had, and golden summer spent,
And savage glory of the fluttering
... - 4. Unfinished History
WE HAVE loved each other in this time twenty years
And with such love as few men have in them even for
One or for the marriage month or the hearing of
Three nights' carts in the street but it will leave them:
... - 5. The Silent Slain
We too, we too, descending once again
The hills of our own land, we too have heard
Far off -- Ah, que ce cor a longue haleine --
The horn of Roland in the passages of Spain,
... - 6. Ancestral
The star dissolved in eveningâ??the one star
The silently
and night O soon now, soon
And still the light now
... - 7. You, Andrew Marvell
And here face down beneath the sun
And here upon earth's noonward height
To feel the always coming on
The always rising of the night
... - 8. The Too-late Born
We too, we too, descending once again
The hills of our own land, we too have heard
Far off-Ah, que ce cor a longue haleine-
The horn of Roland in the passages of Spain,
... - 9. The End Of The World
Quite unexpectedly, as Vasserot
The armless ambidextrian was lighting
A match between his great and second toe,
And Ralph the lion was engaged in biting
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