Robert Francis

(August 12, 1901 - July 13, 1987 / Pennsylvania / United States)

In Memoriam: Four Poets - Poem by Robert Francis


Searock his tower above the sea,
Searock he built, not ivory.
Searock as well his haunted art
Who gave to plunging hawks his hearts.


He loved to stand upon his head
To demonstrate he was not dead.
Ah, if his poems misbehave
'Tis only to defy the grave.


This exquisite patrician bird
Grooming a neatly folded wing
Guarded for years the Sacred Word.
A while he sang then ceased to sing.


His head carved out of granite O,
His hair a wayward drift of snow,
He worshipped the great God of Flow
By holding on and letting go.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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