The Sack of Rome

by Sterling Davis


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​The noble wind swinges
The flowers--

The horror of the sirocco
Sibyl’s dark glass.

Your Soul is stainless;
A whiff of grapeshot 

Tossed
The Emperor's gasman.

And all the beautiful 
Fauns and fig-trees.

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Sterling Davis is the editor of Poetries in English Magazine.