Charlotte Mary Mew

(15 November 1869 – 24 March 1928 / London)

A Quoi Bon Dire - Poem by Charlotte Mary Mew

Seventeen years ago you said
Something that sounded like Good-bye;
And everybody thinks that you are dead,
But I.

So I, as I grow stiff and cold
To this and that say Good-bye too;
And everybody sees that I am old
But you.

And one fine morning in a sunny lane
Some boy and girl will meet and kiss and swear
That nobody can love their way again
While over there
You will have smiled, I shall have tossed your hair.


Comments about A Quoi Bon Dire by Charlotte Mary Mew

  • Fabrizio Frosini (11/5/2015 9:58:00 AM)


    a delicate, lovely write.. (Report) Reply

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  • (11/6/2005 1:50:00 PM)


    this poem reminds me of someone i care greatly about (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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