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Twenty five Chinese poems - Z Epilogue by Clifford Bax
Identifier
012708
Type of Spiritual Experience
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EPILOGUE
(To the Authors of these poems)
O kindly poets to whom no breath,
No sound, may pierce of our life to-day,
What are you dreaming-far and away
In the peaceful garden of death !
For me you dwell as in bygone hours
Among your cherry and almond flowers ;
I see you cross in the garden walk
At fall of dusk in the world of dreams
Your wooden bridges and fairy
streams: -
I mark you gather, I hear you talk ;
For there I too, unseen and apart,
Have lingered near you and watched
you long
Writing with delicate brush your song,
A wonderful two-fold art.
But now the shadow of time descends,
My dreams are over, and gone the spell:
I leave you alone on the matted floor,
Lay down my cup of the golden tea,
Push back the frame of the sliding-
door,
And say to you all wherever you be,
O shadowy good hospitable friends,
O kindly poets, farewell !