SLEEP NOT O! POETIC
INSTINCT!
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
No, lost shan’t you be.
Not when the voltages of
inspiration’s currents
Flow like undiminished floods of
recurrent
Seawaves upon imagination’s
canvasses.
Let me find and catch you
In your deep slumber: ‘tis not
your sad departure.
You’ve bid me no goodbye, not
that I remember.
O! Poetic instinct of my inner
chambers!
Come out of your doors when I have
Need of your benevolent company.
[Writ. 08 Jan.’88, U.P. Village,
Quezon City, M.Manila]
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