OH, that you ever wakened me from sleep! I would go back to dreaming, as before, When my closed eyes saw not how beauty wore Yourself for her new semblance. I would keep My own calm thoughts, that lived and brooded deep On undiscovered wonders—all the lore Of darkest wisdom. But today no more. Now you alone can make me laugh or weep. Today you are fleet joy, to lead astray My thoughts that cannot follow you in flight. Tomorrow I shall find you different, Demure,—remote,—such is your changing way; But always you are beauty, whose clear sight Makes me pursue you in my discontent. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEARS AT RASPBERRY TIME by HAYDEN CARRUTH CONTRA MORTEM: THE COMING OF SNOW by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE MEASURE OF THE YEAR by JAMES GALVIN AFTER WRITING A POEM by DAVID IGNATOW FRAGMENT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |