The Poets

April 25, 2012


Good morning, peeps! Happy Poem In Your Pocket Day! The poem that I’ve selected to carry with me today is by the early 20th century Imagist poet Hilda Doolittle - one of my top five favorite poets … it’s called, Lethe
. Enjoy …


NOR skin nor hide nor fleece
Shall cover you,
Nor curtain of crimson nor fine
Shelter of cedar-wood be over you,
Nor the fir-tree
Nor the pine.

Nor sight of whin nor gorse
Nor river-yew,
Nor fragrance of flowering bush,
Nor wailing of reed-bird to waken you,
Nor of linnet,
Nor of thrush.

Nor word nor touch nor sight
Of lover, you
Shall long through the night but for this:
The roll of the full tide to cover you
Without question,
Without kiss.

1 comment:

Regina said...

"Lethe" seems to speak of a love known by martyred saints or to love as if to die.

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