DARK Angel, with thine aching lust
To rid the world of penitence:
Malicious Angel, who still dost
My soul such subtile violence!
I HATE you with a necessary hate.
First, I sought patience: passionate was she:
My patience turned in very scorn of me,
Ah! fair face gone from sight,
With all its light
Of eyes that pierced the deep!
Oh human night!
A VOICE on the winds,
A voice by the waters,
Wanders and cries:
Oh! what are the winds?
Lionel Pigot Johnson (15 March 1867 - 4 October 1902) was an English poet, essayist and critic. He was born at Broadstairs, and educated at Winchester College and New College, Oxford, graduating in 1890. He became a Catholic convert in 1891. He lived a rather solitary life in London, struggling with alcoholism and his repressed homosexuality.He die ...