VAGRANT VERSE
DISILLUSIONMENT. (Written lor the Southland Times.) I cannot wait while to-morrow lags at the heels of to-day. Why do you prate of delay? Must I stay haltered by snivelling sorrow, choking and parched with my need? Speed 1 Where can I beg it, or borrow, steal it, or plead ? Oh speed! Living that’s merely a waiting— Can this be life? Every day others are’’mating, husband with wife. Nothing can justify rhyming word upon word while arid heart-beats are timing each second heard * ticking against the unending husk of the past, halting, and breaking, and mending, not one the last. » » * * Only fools grasp at the morning—fools— ’tis the foolish who pray ' with their last gasp, "Oh, say, must I stay?” never yet heeding a warning, _ choking and parched with their need, "Speed!” That is their cry, always scorning the present. Indeed, ■ curse this speed! —Brunnhilde. Invercargill, June 4, 1929.
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Southland Times, Issue 20792, 5 June 1929, Page 4
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150VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 20792, 5 June 1929, Page 4
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