20 november 2012
Lost love (English sonnet)
(after Robert Ranke Graves)
Sheer grief did drive him almost off his mind
and suddenly some strange things he can see
and odd things that no other man can find
becomes clear, but this is not sympathy
and he can see tiny flowers growing,
their buds opening petal by small petal
every bird’s wing in motion fluttering
rocks glimmering with their inner metal
and amplified sound comes to his ear,
the wind rushing along in the distance
the chirping of some small finches in fear
and though almost godlike the hindrance
between him and his beloved dear wife
he cannot pass, enter that place alive.
[Reference: Lost love by Robert Ranke Graves.]
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