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After his most recent work, “The Nightside Prince,” Michael Wilson returns with his latest poem, “The Artist’s Elegy.” This latest work is partially inspired by 19th-century British author and poet Christina Rossetti‘s 1862 poem “Song.”
Asunder-sent may worries be
Never-said shall sorrows be
Alone, aloft, perchance by far
Shall I be among the stars
Though I lay in cold, hard ground,
I am, have been, and will be found.
My work is done and I am dead
Gone at once, words in my stead.
My heart-and-harvest, wonders, woes
Shall in verse forever flow.
Mourn me not for I can’t hear
Sombre-shed your since-vain tears.
Behold instead my vast efforts;
my verse, my scenes, my storied-shorts,
my sounds and songs and mundane things.
My life, now gone,
my soul still sings.
I am the greatest I could be
by grace-of-God ’twas meant to be
These are my gifts, my heartfelt trove
Enjoy, my love, as I find home.
