Anne Barbara Ridler

(30 July 1912 – 15 October 2001 / Rugby, England)

At Parting - Poem by Anne Barbara Ridler

Since we through war awhile must part
Sweetheart, and learn to lose
Daily use
Of all that satisfied our heart:
Lay up those secrets and those powers
Wherewith you pleased and cherished me these two years:

Now we must draw, as plants would,
On tubers stored in a better season,
Our honey and heaven;
Only our love can store such food.
Is this to make a god of absence?
A new-born monster to steal our sustenance?

We cannot quite cast out lack and pain.
Let him remain-what he may devour
We can well spare:
He never can tap this, the true vein.
I have no words to tell you what you were,
But when you are sad, think, Heaven could give no more.


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  • Gold Star - 14,153 Points * Sunprincess * (6/4/2014 5:37:00 PM)

    ............such a beautiful poem for two who love each other....enjoyed... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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