The Last Look

We present this work in honor of the 50th anniversary of the poet’s death.

Eileen Duggan
1894 – 1972


“Her dying look was all for you.
It touched you to the last,” they said.
Are you not proud to think of that,
Though she is dead?

O death alive, is that peak proud Because
it was the last in gold?
It only knows the sky is blind,
And it is cold.

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