Opium

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Title:     Opium
Author: Madison Julius Cawein [More Titles by Cawein]

On reading De Quincey's "Confessions of an Opium Eater."

I seemed to stand before a temple walled
From shadows and night's unrealities;
Filled with dark music of dead memories,
And voices, lost in darkness, aye that called.
I entered. And, beneath the dome's high-halled
Immensity, one forced me to my knees
Before a blackness--throned 'mid semblances
And spectres--crowned with flames of emerald.
Then, lo! two shapes that thundered at mine ears
The names of Horror and Oblivion,
Priests of this god,--and bade me die and dream.
Then, in the heart of hell, a thousand years
Meseemed I lay--dead; while the iron stream
Of Time beat out the seconds, one by one.

[The end]
Madison Julius Cawein's poem: Opium

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