Song, I am unused to you - When you come your voice is behind trees calling another by my name. So little of me comes out to you I cannot hold your weight - I bury you in sleep or pour more wine, or lost in another's music, I forget that you ever spoke. If you come again, come with Elias! Elias! Elias! If only once the summons were a roar, a pillar of light, I would not betray you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE ARCHITECT AT THE EDGE OF THE SEA by KAREN SWENSON THOMAS GRAY by ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON STANZAS by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 2 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |