The Old Poet (1973)

The Old Poet

by Marc Mangel


The old poet died last night

with the stars shining and

full orange moon quickly rising

he let the wind take him

one last time


The old poet has gone

his verse is gone

The meoldy of word that he would cry

like white crests on blue water

they will be no more

the songs of his youth

and the wisdom of his age

the joy of his heart and

the fire of his spirit

all are gone


we are less

for we have lost a bit

of ourselves

our wisdom

does not change

almost granite


and our joy can find other


yet somehow

our sorrow increases



March 1973

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