The moon distils a silence. Black clouds huddle across the stars; I walk in deserted gardens Breaking the dry leaves under my feet. Leaves have littered the marble seat Where the lovers sat in silence . . . Leaves have littered the empty seat . . . Down there the black pool, quiveringly, Ripples the floating moon . . . Down there the tall trees, restlessly, Shake beneath the moon . . . Beloved, I walk alone . . . What ghost is this that walks with me, Always in darkness walks with me? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTERGLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON JOY (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL ABU SALAMMAMM - A SONG OF EMPIRE by EZRA POUND IMPRESSIONS OF FRANCOIS-MARIE AROUET (DE VOLTAIRE) by EZRA POUND CHARLES CARVILLE'S EYES by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |