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About Me

I'm only here for the reading, now. Though I couldn't help noticing it's the new writerscafe thing-to-do to post one of your favourite poems in your 'about me'? Am I right? Here goes:

III

The October night comes down; returning as before
Except for a slight sensation of being ill at ease
I mount the stairs and turn the handle of the door
And feel as if I had mounted on my hands and knees.
“And so you are going abroad; and when do you return?
But that’s a useless question.
You hardly know when you are coming back,
You will find so much to learn.”
My smile falls heavily among the bric-à-brac.

“Perhaps you can write to me.”
My self-possession flares up for a second;
This is as I had reckoned.
“I have been wondering frequently of late
(But our beginnings never know our ends!)
Why we have not developed into friends.”
I feel like one who smiles, and turning shall remark
Suddenly, his expression in a glass.
My self-possession gutters; we are really in the dark.

“For everybody said so, all our friends,
They all were sure our feelings would relate
So closely! I myself can hardly understand.
We must leave it now to fate.
You will write, at any rate.
Perhaps it is not too late.
I shall sit here, serving tea to friends.”

And I must borrow every changing shape
To find expression … dance, dance
Like a dancing bear,
Cry like a parrot, chatter like an ape.
Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance—

Well! and what if she should die some afternoon,
Afternoon grey and smoky, evening yellow and rose;
Should die and leave me sitting pen in hand
With the smoke coming down above the housetops;
Doubtful, for a while
Not knowing what to feel or if I understand
Or whether wise or foolish, tardy or too soon…
Would she not have the advantage, after all?
This music is successful with a “dying fall”
Now that we talk of dying—
And should I have the right to smile?



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Posted 7 Years Ago


i miss you. xx

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Posted 8 Years Ago


whhhhy did you delete your facebook?
i'm not on here often! :(

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Posted 8 Years Ago


I'll let her know. I miss it too.....
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Posted 8 Years Ago


come back on fackbook please. :)

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Posted 9 Years Ago


I love that poem :') and that guy <3 xxx

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Indeed, that is exactly it!

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Lol, I liked him first!! Can't decide if I would have liked to be there....hmmm

And uhh yeah, we were talking about how the others have a nick name for him and claire was like 'what do they call him..Fishcake?' And It made us laugh...so it kinda stuck....

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Sorry! It's not necassarily about death, the noose is just there.....as a reminder....

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Did i ever tell you that is one of my favourite things in Winnie The Pooh? It makes me :D
Enjoying the snow? How thick is it in Cardiff? xx

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Thank you for the poem you sent me :D i love it muchly :) xx