Treasure Island

Louise Bogan

(August 11, 1897 – February 4, 1970 / Maine)

Tears In Sleep


All night the cocks crew, under a moon like day,
And I, in the cage of sleep, on a stranger's breast,
Shed tears, like a task not to be put away---
In the false light, false grief in my happy bed,
A labor of tears, set against joy's undoing.
I would not wake at your word, I had tears to say.
I clung to the bars of the dream and they were said,
And pain's derisive hand had given me rest
From the night giving off flames, and the dark renewing.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
Edited: Thursday, June 30, 2011

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