Francis William Lauderdale Adams

(27 September 1862 – 4 September 1893)

To A. L. Gordon


In night-long days, in aeons
   where all Time's nights are one;
where life and death sing paeans
as of Greeks and Galileans,
   never begun or done;

where fate, the slow swooping condor,
   comes glooming all the sky --
as you have pondered I ponder,
as you have wandered I wander,
   as you have died, shall I die?

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2003

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