Edgar Bowers Quotes (10 Quotes)

Above the spring, my sister's cats, black Amy,
Grey Junior, down to meet us.

The mind will change, and change shall be relief.

My father's dog would challenge him sometimes
To laughter and applause.

Leave innocence,
And modify your nature by the grief
Which poses to the will indifference
That no desire is permanent in sense.

Then do not grieve for what you would efface,
The sudden failure of the past, the pain
Of its unwilling change, and the disgrace.

He brought home,
Although he could not even drive a tractor,
Cheated, a worthless car, which we returned.

Dim isolation holds the sense
Of being, intimate as breathing; around,
Voices, unmeasured and intense,
Throb with the heart below the edge of sound.

His ashes we let drift where the magnolia
We planted as a stem divides the path
The others lie, too young, at Silver Hill,
Except my mother.

Long days, short nights, this Southern summer
Fixes the mind within its timeless place.

Athwart pale limbs the brazen hummer
Hangs and is gone, warm sound its quickened space.