Frankly it has haunted me for 20 years.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCCXCVIII)
I have not been asleep these years, but whence
Is't all's gone down the tubes? Oh, that detail
Of grandeur "city in a city!" Hail
The ghost town left behind, without defense
Cuz wherefore? Water towr and mould'ring thence
Likeas a southern mansion, oh! Regale
Me with the vestige of that dream which'd fail
How few years back?! Ah, for the fine pretense.
He says they've painted all in white as twere
In but the last month. I shall shiver too,
The eerie scenes now yawning like in tour
They'd swallow aught up in a trice, the view
Forsaken, des'late, asking WHY? Bestir
Thy mercies, LORD, return: we wait on You.
19Dec25b
Dec 25, 2025
Dec 25, 2025 at 1:03 PM UTC
Frankly it has haunted me for 20 years.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCCXCVIII)
I have not been asleep these years, but whence
Is't all's gone down the tubes? Oh, that detail
Of grandeur "city in a city!" Hail
The ghost town left behind, without defense
Cuz wherefore? Water towr and mould'ring thence
Likeas a southern mansion, oh! Regale
Me with the vestige of that dream which'd fail
How few years back?! Ah, for the fine pretense.
He says they've painted all in white as twere
In but the last month. I shall shiver too,
The eerie scenes now yawning like in tour
They'd swallow aught up in a trice, the view
Forsaken, des'late, asking WHY? Bestir
Thy mercies, LORD, return: we wait on You.
19Dec25b
"....is this a time to receive houses and lands--" oh, have mercy on me!
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