[From HUMANITAS, Volume
VI, No. 2, 1993 © National Humanities Institute,
Washington, DC USA]
We who worry along paths
our ancestors took with surer steps,
what is left to us?
Is it to lie reflective on a banqueting couch,
to gaze at the dregs in our krater,
and to ponder some elegant quandary,
as if a well-turned phrase might beguile
the bleakness of the hour,
or bring back the sap to a sick and withered race?
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