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Poems by Isaac Rosenberg

EARLIER POEMS To breathe

EARLIER POEMS To breathe on burning emerald grasses And opalescent dews of the day, And poison at the core What smiles may stray. 167

POEMS BY ISAAC ROSENBERG CREATION As the pregnant womb of night Thrills with imprisoned light, Misty, nebulous-born, Growing deeper into her morn, So man, with no sudden stride, Bloomed into pride. In the womb of the All-spirit The universe lay ; the will Blind, an atom, lay still. The pulse of matter Obeyed in awe And strove to flatter The rhythmic law. But the will grew ; nature feared, And cast off the child she reared, Now her rival, instinct-led, With her own powers impregnated. Brain and heart, blood-fervid flower: Creation is each act of yours. 168

Redcliffe Voice Issue 6 Summer 2018