William Allyn Hill, "Love Is Not Yet Spent" (1928)
Love is not yet spent
Like a well in a summer drought—
Or a candle—
Burned from dawn till night.
Love is not yet weary—
Like an old brown slave
Treading loam in the sun,
Or a barge toter—
Pulling vigorously—along
A green river.
Love is not yet gone—
Like my last breath
Breathed into the night,
Or your last words
That hurt as they fled.
Love is not yet dead—
Like a swallow—swept from the sky.
Rather it is like a tree
Passing through winter.
Published in Four Lincoln University Poets, 1928
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- "Four Lincoln University Poets" (Anthology, 1930) Amardeep Singh