<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365705" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Does She Stalk Pathways</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘How much we change...<br>I well remember when, ’<br>She said -<br>But that was years before<br>And now, she’s dead! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who was she - why, <br>And what to me, <br>Who once lived, died, <br>Yet stirs my memory? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A brief spark, struck<br>From some ancient flint<br>That caught, soared, burned<br>Cooled, <br>Teetered at the brink; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then sputtered, died<br>Leaving no mark, <br>No trail beyond the heavens<br>That sped her... Dark! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her flight was short, sharp<br>Exquisite and pale, <br>Translucent, futile<br>She spilt her grail</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With every seed spawned<br>At harvest’s spring, <br>Her womb wide<br>She let them in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All ruffians and whores<br>She bore to this, <br>The swift brief spark, struck<br>Then nothingness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And why, when mirrors<br>Tell me I’m old, <br>Does she stalk pathways<br>I’d paved with gold? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">10 December 1984</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365705" data-title="Does She Stalk Pathways de David Lewis Paget" data-description="‘How much we change... I well remember when, ’ She said - But that was years before And now, she’s dead! Who was she - why, And what to me, Who once lived, died, Yet stirs my memory? A brief spark, struck From some ancient flint That ..."></div> </div> </div>

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