Like as a flamelet blanketed in smoke,
So through the anaesthetic shows my life;
So flashes and so fades my thought, at strife
With the strong stupor that I heave and choke
And sicken at, it is so foully sweet.
Faces look strange from space-and disappear.
Far voices, sudden loud, offend my ear -
And hush as sudden. Then my senses fleet:
All were a blank, save for this dull, new pain
That grinds my leg and foot; and brokenly
Time and the place glimpse on to me again;
And, unsurprised, out of uncertainty,
I wake-relapsing-somewhat faint and fain,
To an immense, complacent dreamery.
I am losing a dear friend to cancer.Yesterday she was moved to a hospice. I found your moving poem and I shall write the words on a card for her and later I will use the second verse as and when. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Time and the place glimpse on to me again; And, unsurprised, out of uncertainty, beautiful writings great 10+++++++++