Robert Graves

(1895 - 1985 / London / England)

The Lady Visitor In The Pauper Ward - Poem by Robert Graves

Why do you break upon this old, cool peace,
This painted peace of ours,
With harsh dress hissing like a flock of geese,
With garish flowers?
Why do you churn smooth waters rough again,
Selfish old skin-and-bone?
Leave us to quiet dreaming and slow pain,
Leave us alone.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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