Versos English Benjamin De Casseres The Alleys Of Eld

English poem

The Alleys Of Eld

by (1873–1945)

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Night and the Sea and the depths of Despair! The gulfs of Time, the moaning of wastrel souls, the ullulation of fiends in the brackish currents of Change: I heard with an myriad Ear, and was withered and worn and wrenched in the screws. How came I into the Alleys of Eld? Endless doors were closing behind me--I could not go back, the slams were decisive, I heard ITS skeleton-key turn in each lock, and peering back, I looked into its eyes, sinister as Time’s face, brooding upon me-- As I hurried down the Alleys of Eld. A sudden emergence here on this shore, my brain still gimletted with the memory of those eyes, my ears still pricked with the click! click! of ITS skeleton-key-- Emerged! ah! the Night and the Sea and the depths of Despair and the memory of IT!-- Emerged from the Alleys of Eld!