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Mana Aboda

Beauty is the marking-time, the stationary vibration, the feigned ecstasy of an arrested impulse unable to reach its natural end.

Mana Aboda, whose bent form
The sky in archèd circle is,
Seems ever for an unknown grief to mourn.
Yet on a day I heard her cry:
'I weary of the roses and the singing poets—
Josephs all, not tall enough to try.'

Credit


This poem is in the public domain.

Author


T. E. Hulme

T. E. Hulme, one of the founders of the imagist movement, was born on September 16, 1883, in Endon, England. He was killed in action during World War I on September 28, 1917.

Date Published: 1912-01-01

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/mana-aboda