Poetry

On Hearing ‘Sail Along Silvery Moon’

  On Hearing “Sail Along Silvery Moon”   “Sail Along Silvery Moon”, The sound of summer when We fell in love with teenage queens Before we grew to men;   “Sail Along Silvery Moon”, You broke my heart and I Descended to the underworld To sing myself or die;   “Sail Along Silvery Moon”, The sound of summer when We fell in love with teenage queens And now I hear again   “Sail Along Silvery Moon” But, alas, I am too old To follow you across the sky— My heart’s grown cold;   “Sail Along Silvery Moon” Rolling back the…

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