John Thorkild Ellison

Rookie - 113 Points (17/04/51 / Edinburgh)

Lovers - Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

Love's a poor shelter, whatever you say,
The cover flaps in the wind,
rain gets in the ceiling,
Yet here we come to kindle
In a loving gesture or a glance
A little warmth beneath the hungry stars.

While overhead there stretches a vast sky,
stony, infinite,
And utterly indifferent to our brief ecstasy.

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  • (12/31/2006 3:19:00 PM)

    Rather like 'the benign indifference of the universe', maybe. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 24, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 2, 2007

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