Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell

(7 September 1887 - 9 December 1964 / Scarborough, Yorkshire)

By The Lake - Poem by Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell

ACROSS the flat and the pastel snow
Two people go . . . . 'And do you remember
When last we wandered this shore?' . . . 'Ah no!
For it is cold-hearted December.'
'Dead, the leaves that like asses's ears hung on the trees
When last we wandered and squandered joy here;
Now Midas your husband will listen for these
Whispers--these tears for joy's bier.'
And as they walk, they seem tall pagodas;
And all the ropes let down from the cloud
Ring the hard cold bell-buds upon the trees--codas
Of overtones, ecstasies, grown for love's shroud


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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/26/2017 12:02:00 AM)

    Superb
    Great imageries and a fantastic poem.10+++ Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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