(1792-1822 / Horsham / England)

Your Orange Hair In The Void Of The World

Your orange hair in the void of the world
In the void of these heavy panes of silence
Shade where my bare hands seek your image.

The shape of your heart is chimerical
And your love resembles my lost desire.
O sighs of amber, dreams, glances.

But you were not always here. My memory
Is still obscured by seeing your coming
And going. Time consumes words, like love.

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Eternal poem......elegy on the untimely death of John Keats...
I am happy to read the elegy, a masterpiece of Shelly again after half a century
Classic Shelly! So many emotions captured in verse!
A touchy poem from master poet.
'Death feeds on his mute voice, and laughs at our despair.'
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