Allen Tate - Sonnets Of The Blood I

Allen Tate - Sonnets Of The Blood I

What is the flesh and blood compounded of br But a few moments in the life of time? br This prowling of the cells, litigious love, br Wears the long claw of flesh-arguing crime. br Consider the first settlers of our bone, br Observe how busily they sued the dust, br Estopped forever by the last dusted stone. br It is a pity that two brothers must br Perceive a canker of perennial flower br To make them brothers in mortality: br Perfect this treason to the murderous hour br If you would win the hard identity br Of brothers a long race for men to run br Nor quite achieved when the perfection's won.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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