The light comes back with Columbine; she brings A touch of this, a little touch of that, Coloured confetti, and a favour hat, Patches, and powder, dolls that work by strings And moons that work by switches, all the things That please a sick man's fancy, and a flat Spry convalescent kiss, and a small pat Upon the pillow, -- paper offerings. The light goes out with her; the shadows sprawl. Where she has left her fragrance like a shawl I lie alone and pluck the counterpane, Or on a dizzy elbow rise and hark -- And down like dominoes along the dark Her little silly laughter spills again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NIGHT MOTHS by EDWIN MARKHAM FROM THE GREATER TESTAMENT (XXII, XXIII, AND XXVI) by FRANCOIS VILLON THE COMING OF WISDOM WITH TIME by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A GAGE D'AMOUR by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON SONG OF SUMMER by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE ENKINDLED SPRING by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE SONNET: 10. TO THE LADY MARGARET LEY by JOHN MILTON |