Victor James Daley

Here you will find the Poem Lachesis of poet Victor James Daley


OVER a slow-dying fire,
 Dreaming old dreams, I am sitting;
The flames leap up and expire;
 A woman sits opposite knitting. 
I?ve taken a Fate to wife;
 She knits with a half-smile mocking
Me, and my dreams, and my life,
 All into a worsted stocking.