An Eternity
Read 'An Eternity' by 'Archibald MacLeish' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
There is no dusk to be,
There is no dawn that was,
Only there's now, and now,
And the wind in the grass.
Days I remember of
Now in my heart, are now;
Days that I dream will bloom
White the peach bough.
Dying shall never be
Now in the windy grass;
Now under shooken leaves
Death never was.
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