David Herbert Lawrence (Дэвид Герберт Лоуренс)

Submergence

When along the pavement,
Palpitating flames of life,
People flicker round me,
I forget my bereavement,
The gap in the great constellation,
The place where a star used to be.

Nay, though the pole-star
Is blown out like a candle,
And all the heavens are wandering in disarray,
Yet when pleiads of people are
Deployed around me, and I see
The street’s long outstretched Milky Way,

When people flicker down the pavement,
I forget my bereavement.

1. We Are Transmitters
2. The Song of a Man Who Has Come through
3. Mating
4. Discord in Childhood
5. Nostalgia

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