The Rejection

By Elizabeth McFarland Elizabeth McFarland
I saw how beautiful your mansions are —
Your lakes and valleys and your peopled plain,
But thought of  all that loss with all that gain,
And one geography is not enough.
One world, one world to loose the spirit in,
Will not contain a continental ghost.
I have a dream of   islands drunk and lost,
Of   cities shining with a ripe decay
Where old ships feed about their harbors' knees,
— Far, far beyond your small and private seas.

Source: Poetry (October 2007).

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This poem originally appeared in the October 2007 issue of Poetry magazine

October 2007

Poems by Elizabeth McFarland

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SUBJECT Activities, Travels & Journeys, Nature, Seas, Rivers, & Streams

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