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The Hoofs of Pegasus

Chapter 39: AN OLD HOUSE
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A collection of short lyrical poems that weave mythic and religious imagery with intimate observations of nature and interior feeling. Many pieces draw on classical figures and Renaissance art, while others reflect domestic scenes, sleep, music, and sacrament; recurrent motifs include night and light, birds, water, and ritual. Voice shifts between contemplative reverie and pastoral detail, exploring longing, faith, and creative impulse. The sequence moves through imagistic vignettes—moonlit meadows, bathing maidens, sacramental harvests, and dreams—linking private emotion to larger spiritual and mythical resonances.

AN OLD HOUSE

I LOVE an old house, It is like an aged face, The worn lines, The strange, defeated grace.
Sorrow looks through these windows Through the crooked glass. And the sill is hollow Where Death’s feet pass.
But there is yet a beauty, A triumph, a haughty thrust; The meek defiance of ancient loveliness Before the dust is dust.