Lovers Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
Lovers
Rating: ★3.3
Love's a poor shelter, whatever you say,
The cover flaps in the wind,
rain gets in the ceiling,
Yet here we come to kindle
In a loving gesture or a glance
A little warmth beneath the hungry stars.
While overhead there stretches a vast sky,
stony, infinite,
And utterly indifferent to our brief ecstasy.
Saturday, September 24, 2005
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4/25/2024 12:25:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Rather like 'the benign indifference of the universe', maybe.