Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ABSENT, by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON Poet's Biography
First Line: I am weary of being surrounded by things
Last Line: Mocking me with the emptiness of my house.
Subject(s): Absence; Emptiness; Separation; Isolation
I AM weary of being surrounded by things:
Books in their neat rows,
Magazines scattered about,
Even my kitchen with its shelves of cheerful yellow bowls
Does not stir me.
I wander about my little house
Like the wraith of a happy yesterday
Hunting lost joys.
I have no right to miss you so ... in my little house.
But once you sat with me before my fireside,
And now the flames blaze at my heart,
Mocking me with the emptiness of my house.
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