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Poem by Katharine Tynan

All Souls

THERE'S traffic in the worlds immortal,
    For many souls are flying home,
Striving and pushing at the portal
    For sight of glorious things to come.

What rout of wings against the sunset?
    What rosy plumes the dawning bar?
Heaven's stormed with gay and happy onset
    Of youngling things home from the War.

Against the inverted cup of azure,
    Against the evening, peach and green,
The frolicsome young souls take their pleasure,
    Darting the silver stars between.

Though the old nests be sad, forsaken,
    The cotes of Heaven are yet unfilled:
In trees of Heaven as yet untaken
    The immortal Loves lift hearts and build.

Katharine Tynan

Katharine Tynan's other poems:
  1. Slow Spring
  2. The Truce of God
  3. The Crown
  4. Dead - A Prisoner
  5. Speeding

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