Eighty Point One

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Is filling life with work such a good idea?

Written in about 5 minutes, if it looks rushed.

Submitted: April 30, 2012

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Not long now before I move beneath the wood
And this laborious effort is wasted.
When I lie in the lie of peace
What results then of toil and pain?
A few crumbling sculptures perhaps
For the fortunate few
Or words across a generation
Before I'm just a name in the tree
Traced but never copied
My voice unheard
Among a wealth of recordings
My face unseen
Displayed to millions
Eighty point one years half empty
And you hold the urn.


© Copyright 2020 Mathew Nicolson. All rights reserved.

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