Ghost I house
In this old flat—
Your outpost—
My aftermath
About This Poem
Poet:
Samuel Menashe
Source: Poetry (April 2004).
“Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration, the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which
futurity casts upon the present, the words which express what they understand not, the trumpets which
sing to battle and feel not what they inspire: the influence which is moved not, but moves. Poets are
the unacknowledged legislators of the World.” --- Percy Bysshe Shelley
Here by Samuel Menashe
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