Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TROPISM, by KATHLEEN O'TOOLE


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First Line: Last night / the rain jewelled the window-pane
Last Line: In the dead electric globe.
Subject(s): Rain


Last night
The rain jewelled the window-pane
To crystalled hematite.
You spoke and I could not listen;
Beyond your white face I saw the raindrops glitter
And point the black pane with staccato light.

And when the rain ceased, the moon
Paled the midnight to profusion.
When I awoke to the tasselled morning,
It was borne in upon me
That day changes nothing.

Day changes nothing, for today,
Gliding the strong leaves of the tree,
The sunlight falls like heavy powder --
No louder than powder.

No.
But louder than your voice,
Blurred within my ears
To a dull, senseless noise.
This only do I know:

I am a sprawling wheel without a hub.
If I should raise my eyes, strained and expectant,
To you, once such a source of light,
There would be, innocuously reflected,
Only the window's pale face glimmering
In the dead electric globe.





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