Poetry of Eli Siegel
A World of Weeping Birds
Luxury and pomp and magnificence
Are in a world of clouds,
And fast, grey winds going along in December.
Plush, upholstery, satin,
Velvet, imperial, blowsy,
Are in a world of rocks and cold.
Anger, esteem, hate,
Luxury, lust, love,
Are in a world of weeping birds.
From The Right of Aesthetic Realism to Be Known #345 (Aesthetic Realism Foundation)
© 1920s, by Eli Siegel