Isaac Rosenberg

(25 November 1890 – 1 April 1918 / Bristol / England)

Beauty - Poem by Isaac Rosenberg

As a sword in the sun
A glory calling a glory
Our eyes, seeing it run,
Capture its gleam for our story.

Singer, marvellous gleam
Dancing in splendid light,
Here you have brought us our dream
Ah, but its stay is its flight !

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 28, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 28, 2012

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