You said, "I will put a glowing armor about you And wrap you secure in the visible flame of my love." The garment may shine, but it has no fire without you. I am cold in a lonely city. I look for you. Where have you gone? You said, "I will always be with you whatever the distance." Yet here, for all of the crowd, is an empty room. Night gnaws through the music and talk with a hungry insistence. Where have you gone? I call you. You do not reply. You said, "I will come in the dark at your heart's lightest quiver; My lips will be laid on your forehead wherever you are." The talkers have gone; but you -- you are further than ever. I plunge through a nightmare of hours that prod me awake. You said -- but what does it matter? If sayings could heal me I would be stronger than thought or promise of words. Where now is the blaze to surround, the white armor to steel me? Keep your answer awhile . . . yet awhile . . . I am coming to you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LADY OF SHALOTT by ALFRED TENNYSON AT ELLIS ISLAND by MARGARET LIVINGSTON CHANLER ALDRICH BOTHWELL: PART 1 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN TO HIS LATE MAJESTY, CONCERNING..TRUE FORM OF ENGLISH POETRY by JOHN BEAUMONT THE FLOWER-GATHERERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TOMMY BIG-EYES by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN OCTOBER by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE WAKE OF TIM O'HARA (SEVEN DIALS) by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN |