Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE DESERT, by ALICE HANSCHE SORENSON

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THE DESERT, by            
First Line: I see no flowers growing as I pass
Last Line: Your deep dark eyes.
Subject(s): Deserts; Food & Eating; Solitude; Loneliness

I see no flowers growing as I pass
Within this barren land.
Though often in the strange vast emptiness
I grope
To find your hand.

I hear no sound of happy bird on wing,
Nor dashing waterfall.
Though often in the sad deep silences
I list
To hear your call.

And so I wend my solitary way
Down paths where laughter dies,
Though sometimes still I look in vain
To find
Your deep dark eyes.

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