Crumbling is not an instant's Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation's processes Are organized Decays. 'Tis first a Cobweb on the Soul A Cuticle of Dust A Borer in the Axis An Elemental Rust - Ruin is formal - Devil's work Consecutive and slow - Fail in an instant, no man did Slipping - is Crash's law. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TEARS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A FRAGMENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON VETERAN SIRENS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON OUR SOLDIERS' SANTIAGO SONG by DAVID GRAHAM ADEE COMMUNION by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH ONE WOMAN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |