Poem by Louisa Sarah Bevington

Love and Language

LOVE that is alone with love
Makes solitudes of throngs;
Then why not songs of silences,--
Sweet silences of songs?

Parts need words: the perfect whole
Is silent as the dead;
When I offered you my soul
Heard you what I said?

1. The Most Beautiful Thing
2. “Merle Wood”
3. “Egoisme a Deux”
4. Steel or Gold?
5. Cloud-Climbing

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