Poem by Ina Donna Coolbrith

All

An hour to live-to be!
To laugh, to weep, to sigh!
An hour to love, alas! -
And then to die.

Why take one thought of care
For aught ‘twixt birth and death,
When all is compassed in
So brief a breath?

1. Ownership
2. The Singer of the Sea
3. At Set of Sun
4. After the Winter Rain
5. Not Yet

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