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Fantasy Fan, v. 1, issue 12, August 1934

Page 188

188 THE FANTASY FAN, August, 1934

NECROMANCY
by Clark Ashton Smith

My heart is made a necromancer's glass,
Where homeless forms and exile phantoms teem;
Where faces of forgotten sorrow gleam. 
And dead despairs archaic peer and pass;
Grey longings of some weary heart that was, 
Possess me, and the multiple, supreme, 
Unwildered hope and star emblazoned dream
Of questioning armies...Ancienc queen and lass, 
Risen vampire-like from out the wormy mold, 
Deep in the magic mirror of my heart
Behold their perished beauty, and depart. 
And now, from black aphelions far and cold, 
Swimming in deathly light on charnel skies, 
The enormous ghosts of bygone worlds arise. 

THE UNREMEMBERED REALM
by Robert Nelson
Nameless: that unremembered realm of the temporal universe Which the sundry gods have slighted to complete:
These azure ice-peaks thrive and wane in wild exult, 
And shift their freezing heights in tremulous tumult;
The wan ice-forms are vanished creatures lost in time. 

Namelessly: that unremembered realm of the temporal universe
which the sundry gods have slighted to complete:
There the youthful moon is like a fount of living flam;
The eldern sun moves in a clique of pallid, dying mist;
Dark birds flow endlessly to turn the dawn to amethyst;
When moon and sun and birds are gone the dead make fires
In reeking, foul-swept skies above the great ice-spires, 
And view the cold-fraught land with last and mad proclaim.

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188 THE FANTASY FAN, August, 1934 NECROMANCY by Clark Ashton Smith My heart is made a necromancer's glass, Where homeless forms and exile phantoms teem; Where faces of forgotten sorrow gleam. And dead despairs archaic peer and pass; Grey longings of some weary heart that was, Possess me, and the multiple, supreme, Unwildered hope and star emblazoned dream Of questioning armies...Ancienc queen and lass, Risen vampire-like from out the wormy mold, Deep in the magic mirror of my heart Behold their perished beauty, and depart. And now, from black aphelions far and cold, Swimming in deathly light on charnel skies, The enormous ghosts of bygone worlds arise. THE UNREMEMBERED REALM by Robert Nelson Nameless: that unremembered realm of the temporal universe Which the sundry gods have slighted to complete: These azure ice-peaks thrive and wane in wild exult, And shift their freezing heights in tremulous tumult; The wan ice-forms are vanished creatures lost in time. Namelessly: that unremembered realm of the temporal universe which the sundry gods have slighted to complete: There the youthful moon is like a fount of living flam; The eldern sun moves in a clique of pallid, dying mist; Dark birds flow endlessly to turn the dawn to amethyst; When moon and sun and birds are gone the dead make fires In reeking, foul-swept skies above the great ice-spires, And view the cold-fraught land with last and mad proclaim.