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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427778" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Metho Drinker</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427778" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Under the death of winter's leaves he lies<br>who cried to Nothing and the terrible night<br>to be his home and bread. 'O take from me<br>the weight and waterfall ceaseless Time<br>that batters down my weakness; the knives of light<br>whose thrust I cannot turn; the cruelty<br>of human eyes that dare not touch nor pity.'<br>Under the worn leaves of the winter city<br>safe in the house of Nothing now he lies.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427778" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His white and burning girl, his woman of fire,<br>creeps to his heart and sets a candle there<br>to melt away the flesh that hides from bone,<br>to eat the nerve that tethers him in time.<br>He will lie warm until the bone is bare<br>and on a dead dark moon he wakes alone.<br>It was for Death he took her; death is but this;<br>and yet he is uneasy under her kiss<br>and winces from that acid of her desire.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Judith+Wright">Judith Wright</a></strong></div>