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.




Nancy said...

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...