Sunset

I thought I would throw this old poem of mine out at you this week. I wrote it a half century ago and it was critically acclaimed at the time. As the decades have passed I still like this one as a simple four line extended metaphor.

Sunset

©1972 Allen E. Rizzi

When all the light has dimmed from view,

The stagnant sun in the night’s black hearth

Smolders like a watered coal;

Its glow grown faint, a dying curse.

Published: January, 1973. J-Mark Press, New York, New York.

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