There was a maiden that strayed among the corn, and sighed; then grew a new birth, a narcissus, and therein she forgot her sighing and her loneliness.
Even instantly rode Hades heavily upon her, and ravished her away.
Everyone has had their say.
And I am yet speechless.
And every time I groped for the words,
they caught in my throat
like broken glass.
And though, my love, every waking moment
I see you from the corner of my eye
hear your footfall on every floor
I do not see you in my dreams.
Only the empty, lonely house and us
your empty, lonely lovers
who toil and weep and pick and sift
and sort you into piles.( Read more...Collapse )I love you