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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DESOLATION-A DREAM, by CORIE DAVIS HENTON
First Line: You need not pour two cups this morn
Last Line: I am alone, alone. ... And growing old!
Subject(s): Absence; Desolation; Separation; Isolation
First Line: You need not pour two cups this morn
Last Line: I am alone, alone. ... And growing old!
Subject(s): Absence; Desolation; Separation; Isolation
You need not pour two cups this morn,
Not this morn, nor ever after.
His chair? Yes, yes, just across from me,
Its long accustomed place.
I'll tell my heart to wait;
He'll come anon, he is but late;
But no—it will stand empty
Through all my life's tomorrows!
He went away last night, you know.
I am alone, alone ... and growing old!
A hidden door unclosed,
I saw a blinding flash of light—
Then sudden darkness, darkness that was so still.
And he had gone ... and closed the door.
Oh, had he left it
Ever so little way ajar,
I might have followed after.
But it will not move
Though I beat upon it till my knuckles bleed,
And call aloud to him.
He does not hear; he will not come.
I am alone, alone. ... and growing old!
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