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Poem by Hazel Hall


Flash


I am less of myself and more of the sun;
The beat of life is wearing me
To an incomplete oblivion,
Yet not to the certain dignity
Of death. They cannot even die
Who have not lived.

                         The hungry jaws
Of space snap at my unlearned eye,
And time tears in my flesh like claws.

If I am not lifes, if I am not deaths,
Out of chaos I must re-reap
The burden of untasted breaths.
Who has not waked may not yet sleep.



Hazel Hall


Hazel Hall's other poems:
  1. The Circle
  2. Mending
  3. Flight
  4. Before Quiet
  5. Sunlight Through A Window


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