Arthur Davison Ficke

The Man on the Hilltop: and Other Poems Arthur Davison Ficke

Impenetrable shadows, peopling full A universe where streams of heavy light Reveal strange crouching forms of ominous doom. As in the suns and moons and stars eclipse I see him on that hilltop; mighty wings Flap from the sky above him and surround With fierce and fluctuating winds. A lone, Sleepless, he waits in his allotted place A mid these howling kingdoms of the void; Defiant, sacrificed, and conquering; Mad; but a great heart, an heroic heart. Twas thus I came upon him: When, at end Ofcollege years, one winter, first I learned That, if I loved this curious human life To which we all with blind affection cling, I must with instant haste betake myself To regions far from Massachusetts coasts, In hope that desert air would make me whole And hearty, as in fact it well has done. And so I went, not fain at all to die; And for two years lived on the western plains At a friends ranch until my peril passed.
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