Isaac Rosenberg (Айзек Розенберг)

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If you are fire and I am fire,
Who blows the flame apart
So that desire eludes desire
Around one central heart?

A single root and separate bough,
And what blind hands between
That make our longing's mutual glow
As if it had not been? 

1. The Nun
2. A Girls Thoughts
3. God
4. A Question
5. Sleep

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