WHY am I changed? I had not known A face could dull so quick to grey— This line. ...this sharpened bone. ... Things to be hid away! I think a stranger passed me in the night, There was wind in my hair. ... My heart beat sudden, large and light, I cried, "Who's there?". ... I think of yesterday And it is strange. ... I must have lost the key That made it possible and part of me. ... I think of friends. ...my hands With timid touch a friendly hand enfold— @3What fantasy is this?..I do not know Whose hand it is I hold!@1 Thin and diffused as light And unfamiliar as a stranger's face Is earth's warm ring— Distant am I as any star in space From living thing— Voices may echo, Lips may touch and cling, Hands tremble to bestow— But never yet has soul companioned soul The way I go! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE LEAVES by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE SAVING WAY by HAYDEN CARRUTH WORDS IN A CERTAIN APPROPRIATE MODE by HAYDEN CARRUTH FOR ST. BARTHOLOMEW'S EVE by MALCOLM COWLEY LETTER TO JOSEPH WARREN by ROBERT FROST MATE (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |