Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | March 5, 2009

POEM OF THE DAY: In the Wood of Finvara

by Arthur Symons (1865 – 1945).


In the Wood of Finvara (before 1920)


I have grown tired of sorrow and human tears;  

Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears,  

A naked runner lost in a storm of spears.  

I have grown tired of rapture and love’s desire;  

Love is a flaming heart, and its flames aspire                                     5

Till they cloud the soul in the smoke of a windy fire.  


I would wash the dust of the world in a soft green flood;  

Here between sea and sea, in the fairy wood,  

I have found a delicate, wave-green solitude.  


Here, in the fairy wood, between sea and sea,                               10

I have heard the song of a fairy bird in a tree,  

And the peace that is not in the world has flown to me.



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