Title Number Eleven


Sir Stephen Spender,

Though your thoughts
forever roam time's horizon,
and honor we bestow...

Thine ship hath sailed off course,
and thus our waters found...

NOW "is the ship carrying
living memories to the future."

Now does not lie within history; History lies within Now...



Poetry by Eight-Feet
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Written on 2005-09-22 at 05:44

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
hey... ive got to ask... how did you do those letters?? i want to know now hehe ;) i like the language in this... and the presentation is most fitting... very nice :)

later... xx
2005-09-23


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
ohhh, very fancy, looks good that with the golden lettering. now is the moment, now is the time.
2005-09-22