Oh let me be alone, far from eyes and faces, Let me be alone, a while, even from you; My soul is like a desert, sick of light-filled spaces, The urge of useless winds, the sky of pitiless blue; Let me be alone, a while, in twilit places, Waiting the merciful night, the stately stars and the dew. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR THE INVESTITURE by CECIL DAY LEWIS FRAGMENTARY BLUE by ROBERT FROST LOCKED OUT; AS TOLD TO A CHILD by ROBERT FROST MATERNITY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RECESSIONAL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS REINFORCEMENTS by MARIANNE MOORE |