<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>New Year’s Eve</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Staggering homeward between the stream and the trees the unhappy<br>drunkard<br>Babbles a woeful song and babbles<br>The end of the world, the moon's like fired Troy in a flying<br>cloud, the storm<br>Rises again, the stream's in flood.<br>The moon's like the sack of Carthage, the Bastile's broken, pedlars<br>and empires<br>Still deal in luxury, men sleep in prison.<br>Old Saturn thinks it was better in his grandsire's time but that's<br>from the brittle<br>Arteries, it neither betters nor worsens.<br>(Nobody knows my love the falcon.)<br>It has always bristled with phantoms, always factitious, mildly absurd;<br>The organism, with no precipitous<br>Degeneration, slight imperceptible discounts of sense and faculty,<br>Adapts itself to the culture-medium.<br>(Nobody crawls to the test-tube rim,<br>Nobody knows my love the falcon.)<br>The star's on the mountain, the stream snoring in flood; the brain-lit<br>drunkard<br>Crosses midnight and stammers to bed.<br>The inhuman nobility of things, the ecstatic beauty, the inveterate<br>steadfastness<br>Uphold the four posts of the bed.<br>(Nobody knows my love the falcon.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robinson+Jeffers">Robinson Jeffers</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=509032" data-title="New Year’s Eve de Robinson Jeffers" data-description="Staggering homeward between the stream and the trees the unhappy drunkard Babbles a woeful song and babbles The end of the world, the moon's like fired Troy in a flying cloud, the storm Rises again, the stream's in flood. The moon's like the sack ..."></div> </div> </div>

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