Author Robin Skelton This is Anacreon's grave. Here liethe shreds of his exuberant lust,but hints of perfume linger byhis gravestone still, as if he musthave chosen for his last retreata place perpetually on heat. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments