Edith Wharton (Эдит Уортон)

Survival

When you and I, like all things kind or cruel,
The garnered days and light evasive hours,
Are gone again to be a part of flowers
And tears and tides, in life’s divine renewal,

If some grey eve to certain eyes should wear
A deeper radiance than mere light can give,
Some silent page abruptly flush and live,
May it not be that you and I are there?

1. Wants
2. Battle Sleep
3. A Grave
4. The One Grief
5. Grief

Florence Coates (Флоренс Коутс) Survival ("The knell that dooms the voiceless and obscure")

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