Poetry: A Song for Simeon by T S Eliot

November 1, 2021


Duncan McGibbon reads “A Song for Simeon”, written in 1928 by T S Eliot.

Lord, the Roman hyacinths are blooming in bowls and
The winter sun creeps by the snow hills;
The stubborn season has made stand.
My life is light, waiting for the death wind,
Like a feather on the back of my hand.
Dust in sunlight and memory in corners
Wait for the wind that chills towards the dead land.

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