The east is red and I am dead ...

The east is red and I am dead ...
by Robert E. Howard

From a letter to Tevis Clyde Smith, ca. January 1928; titled with the first line in COLLECTED POETRY

1893971The east is red and I am dead ...Robert E. Howard


The east is red and I am dead, stark on a silent host

The day breaks and the kite wakes and laughter thrills my ghost.