The Secret Poem by Clark Ashton Smith
The Secret
Like a word
Of an archetypal tongue,
Never told,
Never sung;
All unstirred,
Like the corals of the deep
In their cold
and purple sleep;
Lost and far,
Like a forest-folded bloom
Lulled above
Its own perfume;
Like a star
In the nether darkness drowned,
Lies the love
We have not found.
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
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