Oh, for the veils of my far away youth, Shielding my heart from the blaze of the truth, Why did I stray from their shelter and grow Into the sadness that follows - to know! Impotent atom with desolate gaze Threading the tumult of hazardous ways - Oh, for the veils, for the veils of my youth Veils, that hung low o'er the blaze of the truth! [or, Shielding my heart from the blaze of truth!] | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WASHINGTON MCNEELY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM by RICHARD ALDINGTON SUPREME by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BEFORE A PAINTING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 3. WASHINGTON, D.C. by CLARENCE MAJOR |