Macabre/Number 5/Lines to H. P. Lovecraft

by Joseph Payne Brennan

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Lines to H. P. Lovecraft

You read the cryptic sorceries of night;
Across the whirling gulfs of eldrich space
You traveled on a wizard's spectral flight
To wake the dreaded Elders in their dreaming place
And wrest from wary guardians of the Gate
A runic lore that banished godheads keep.
The acolytes of silent Ib pursued too late,
For you were safe beyond the Wall of Sleep.
Among the haunted stars your legends grow --
Who fathomed secrets nameless demons know!

-- Joseph Payne Brennan

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