RIVERSIDE

by: Brian Hooker (1880-1946)

      HERE should be music in a place like this,
      And patter of delicate feet upon the dew
      Dancing, and shy sweet laughter flashing through
      Song, as a dream is broken by a kiss.
      Under such blossomy shade might Artemis
      Lean down to learn what warm-haired Leto knew,
      Or Dionysus lead his clamorous crew
      Where the cool stream should bathe their burning bliss.
       
      Ashes of dreams! . . . Turn yonder, and behold
      The Giant of our modern faith; whereby
      Ourselves, grown wiser than the gods of old,
      Poison the western wind with alchemy,
      And write with lightning on the midnight sky
      The golden legend of his lust for gold.

"Riverside" is reprinted from Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1916. Ed. William Stanley Braithwaite. New York: Laurence J. Gomme, 1916.

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