POETRY: Epiphany by Robert Fitzgerald

Epiphany by Robert Fitzgerald

Unearthly lightning of presage
In any dark day’s iron age
May come to lift the hair and bless
Even our tired earthliness,

And sundown bring an age of gold,
Forgèd in faëry, far and old,
An elsewhere and an elfin light,
And kings rise eastward in the night.

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