Postscript: For Gweno Poem by Alun Lewis

Postscript: For Gweno



If I should go away,
Beloved, do not say
'He has forgotten me'.
For you abide,
A singing rib within my dreaming side;
You always stay.
And in the mad tormented valley
Where blood and hunger rally
And Death the wild beast is uncaught, untamed,
Our soul withstands the terror
And has its quiet honour
Among the glittering stars your voices named.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Zakir Hussain Haidary 20 May 2017

And has its quiet honour. Among the glittering stars your voices named.

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