Post Impressions (VI)
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing. Into the hair-thin tints of yellow dawn, into the women-coloured twilight i smilingly glide. I into the big vermilion departure swim,sayingly; (Do you think?)the i do,world is probably made of roses & hello: (of solongs and,ashes)
Credit
This poem is in the public domain.
About this Poem
“Post-Impressions (VI)” was published in Tulips & Chimneys (Liveright, 1923).
Date Published
01/01/1923