Wednesday, March 5, 2014

A Poem

When you go 

                                       by Edwin Morgan

When you go,
if you go,
And I should want to die,
there's nothing I'd be saved by
more than the time
you fell asleep in my arms
in a trust so gentle
I let the darkening room
drink up the evening, till
rest, or the new rain
lightly roused you awake.
I asked if you heard the rain in your dream
and half dreaming still you only said, I love you.

Delicious imagery and simplicity.

This poem was recited by the author Kim Thuy at her talk at the University where I work.

Struggling with the unending cold weather, finding pockets of written loveliness to bring beauty to my day and (I hope) yours.


Love,

Stella

4 comments:

Nancy said...

Stella...
Thank you for the beauty you brought to my day.

Poetic Reflections on a Wintery Day said...

Oh that was beautiful.x

Anonymous said...

J'adore. Merci Denise. RB

Stella said...

Merci RB de passer et de laisser tes mots...