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This... is something that probably needs a close reading to really appreciate, but I'm particularly fond of it nonetheless. Please, tell me what you think of it!
Away
The skirling wind is loud and free
(I must away, must fly away -)
The seagulls wheel and whistle me
to times away, far far away.
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Rose wreathes the red and rising sun
through clouds of gold and fields of blue.
The dream has come, the night is done,
and terrors too (they are so few,
so fragile-few the ones who sing
when phantoms ride in daylight's death)
have died beneath Hope's clarion ring,
and Morning's glories draw fresh breath.
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But thunder's waves roll three times three:
not all is dawn, not only day,
and spearpoint stars I cannot see
call me away, far far away.
-
And will I stay or will I go
from this strange land of sunhazed dreams?
Deception dances to and fro
in raiment wove withouten seams -
cry All for one! for one is All,
all whirling truth and bright-churned lie.
Coquettish Day caresses, thralls
in gentle words and laughing eyes.
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Still through the dream comes ringing clear
the knowing of another way;
and falling fast and free I hear
fierce Faery's horns: Away, away!