Treasure Island

Louis Macneice

(12 September 1907 – 3 September 1963 / Belfast)

The Brandy Glass


Only let it form within his hands once more -
The moment cradled like a brandy glass.
Sitting alone in the empty dining hall...
From the chandeliers the snow begins to fall
Piling around carafes and table legs
And chokes the passage of the revolving door.
The last diner, like a ventriloquist's doll
Left by his master, gazes before him, begs:
'Only let it form within my hands once more.'

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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