Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
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poem: The Song of Finis

- Walter de la Mare


At the edge of All the Ages
A Knight sate on his steed,
His armor red and thin with rust
His soul from sorrow freed;
And he lifted up his visor
From a face of skin and bone,
And his horse turned head and whinnied
As the twain stood there alone.

No bird above that steep of time
Sang of a livelong quest;
No wind breathed,
Rest:
"Lone for an end!" cried Knight to steed,
Loosed an eager rein--
Charged with his challenge into space:
And quiet did quiet remain.



It's probably a bit gauche of me to say that this reminds me of a poem I wrote nine years ago now--though de la Mare obviously did it better.
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