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Poem by Henry Cuyler Bunner

The Light

There is no shadow where my love is laid;
For (ever thus I fancy in my dream
That wakes with me and wakes my sleep), some gleam
Of sunlight, thrusting through the poplar shade,
Falls there; and even when the wind has played
His requiem for the Day, one stray sunbeam,
Pale as the palest moonlight glimmers seem,
Keeps sentinel for her till starlights fade.

And I, remaining here and waiting long,
And all enfolded in my sorrowТs night,
Who not on earth again her face may see,Ч
For even Memory does her likeness wrong,Ч
Am blind and hopeless, only for this light Ч
This light, this light, through all the years to be.

Henry Cuyler Bunner

Henry Cuyler Bunner's other poems:
  1. In a Paris Restaurant
  2. Shriven
  3. Just a Love Letter
  4. Candor
  5. Behold the Deeds!

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