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In 'The Greatest Poems of F. Scott Fitzgerald', readers are treated to a collection of lyrical and evocative poems that showcase Fitzgerald's talent beyond his well-known novels. His poems capture the essence of the Jazz Age, exploring themes of love, loss, and the disillusionment of the American Dream. With a style that is both elegant and poignant, Fitzgerald's poetry transports the reader to a bygone era, offering a glimpse into the heart and mind of one of the most celebrated writers of the 20th century. This collection is a must-read for fans of Fitzgerald's prose looking to delve into his lesser-known works. Francis Scott Fitzgerald, known for his iconic novel 'The Great Gatsby', was a literary genius whose life and writing were deeply influenced by the Roaring Twenties. His experiences in high society and his own personal struggles with fame and fortune are reflected in his poetry, providing a unique perspective on the tumultuous times in which he lived. I highly recommend 'The Greatest Poems of F. Scott Fitzgerald' to anyone interested in exploring the lyrical side of this iconic author. Fitzgerald's poems are beautifully crafted and offer a fresh insight into his enduring legacy as a literary giant.
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Clear in the morning I can see them sometimes: Men, gods and ghosts, slim girls and graces— Then the light grows, noon burns, and soon there come times When I see but the pale and ravaged places Their glory long ago adorned.—And seeing My whole soul falters as an invalid Too often cheered. Did something in their being Of worth go from them when my ideal did?
Men, gods and ghosts, cast down by that young damning, You have no answer; I but heard you say, “Why, we are weak. We failed a bit in shamming.”
—So I am free! Will freedom always weigh So much around my heart? For your defection, Break! You who had me in your keeping, break! Fall From that great height to this great imperfection!
Yet I must weep.—Yet can I hate you all?
All my ways she wove of light, Wove them all alive,
Made them warm and beauty bright…
So the trembling ambient air Clothes the golden waters where The pearl fishers dive.
When she wept and begged a kiss Very close I’d hold her,
And I know so well in this
Fine fierce joy of memory
She was very young like me
Though half an aeon older.