"affordeth" poems
Soaring past the cloudy moon
The Eagle dives beneath the spume
To wrest away the wary mouse,
Ere dawn, to yonder eyrie-house.
And far beneath the cliffs aglow
Men go about their rigmarole.
But an upward gaze affordeth hence,
A fleeting glimpse of elegance.
Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 7:50 AM UTC