We will never walk again As we used to walk at night, Watching our shadows lengthen Under the gold street-light When the snow was new and white. We will never walk again Slowly, we two, In spring when the park is sweet With midnight and with dew, And the passers-by are few. I sit and think of it all, And the blue June twilight dies, -- Down in the clanging square A street-piano cries And stars come out in the skies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE THAW by HAYDEN CARRUTH CONTRA MORTEM: THE WOMAN by HAYDEN CARRUTH INTERRACIAL by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STREET CRIES: 6. TO RICHARD WAGNER by SIDNEY LANIER ITALIAN PICTURES: THE COSTA SAN GIORGIO by MINA LOY |