Passers-by, Out of your many faces Flash memories to me Now at the day end Away from the sidewalks Where your shoe soles traveled And your voices rose and blent To form the city's afternoon roar Hindering an old silence. Passers-by, I remember lean ones among you, Throats in the clutch of a hope, Lips written over with strivings, Mouths that kiss only for love, Records of great wishes slept with, Held long And prayed and toiled for: Yes, Written on Your mouths And your throats I read them When you passed by. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 104: THE MAJESTY AND MERCY OF GOD by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ODE ON THE POETICAL CHARACTER by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: THE COWARD by RUDYARD KIPLING VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1878 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI FELIX OPPORTUNITATE MORTIS by ALFRED AUSTIN OFF MESOLONGI by ALFRED AUSTIN |