Poetry Break

Vitae summa brevis spem nos vetat incohare longram, or They Are Not Long*
by: Ernest Dowson

They are not long, the weeping and the laughter
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.

They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.