O month of cheer <br />August of company <br />August, my dear <br />Where is our sweet assembly? <br />In what apparel do you come? <br />Your idolist <br />Has fallen in for misery <br />His sinews trembly <br />His pleasure mum <br />A darkness, heavy mist <br />In sovereignty <br />His sunshine overcome! <br />Your celebrant is lost <br />On alien grass, bereft <br />Of Beauty’s face <br />Of God's abundant grace <br />Of all! So little’s left <br />Bitter feelings, tempest-tossed <br />Mem’ries… mem’ries galore <br />Timid stories, moments dear, <br />Reveries of yore, <br />And a stifled tear <br />A tear, and nothing more! <br />Behold your worshipper undone <br />That aimless wight <br />Who used to wait, and ever wait <br />For you, a reverend guest <br />And anticipate <br />Your lively sun <br />And that one delight; <br />His village and his vale <br />His mountain crest <br />The sprightly day, and sacred night <br />The fêtes, the evening tale <br />The virgin ever blest… <br />That selfsame guy <br />That roomy breast <br />Gave in… that snoring gale <br />Subsided, Fie! <br />That limpid sky <br />Now waxen pale… <br />August alack! <br />My world of florid sketches <br />Turned to shale <br />My evergreen <br />Now but a sweeping black <br />Of horrid sketches <br />Plains of spleen <br />August, my sweet delight <br />Zenith of love and unison <br />Have you become the scatterer <br />The cruel shatterer <br />Of my humble dreams <br />In my Lebanon <br />Oh hark! The temperate night <br />Is seeking me <br />The village craves reunion <br />The valley wants his son <br />The copses, meadows, streams <br />The morning sun <br />My dearly company <br />The Mass <br />The altar, the communion <br />All grieving, call <br />On me, upon my ravaged soul <br />Upon my agony <br />August, Alas! <br />Fight I my destiny? ! <br /> <br /> <br />Adelaide <br />August 9th 1990<br /><br />Samer Madbak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-078-august-alas/
