OMEGA, by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSONPoet AnalysisPoet's Biography
First Line: The fragile fabric of our dream Last Line: God grant that I remember not! Alternate Author Name(s): Tremaine, John
The fragile fabric of our dream Drifts as a feather down life's stream— The long defile of empty days Grim silhouetted, mock my gaze.
Though oft escapes the stifled sigh, A desert ever broods my eye— Since you have utterly forgot, God grant that I remember not!
