35. Listening. Lawrence, D.H. 1916. Amores

D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930). Amores. 1916.

35. Listening


I LISTEN to the stillness of you,
My dear, among it all;
I feel your silence touch my words as I talk,
And take them in thrall.

My words fly off a forge	5
The length of a spark;
I see the night-sky easily sip them
Up in the dark.

The lark sings loud and glad,
Yet I am not loth	10
That silence should take the song and the bird
And lose them both.

A train goes roaring south,
The steam-flag flying;
I see the stealthy shadow of silence	15
Alongside going.

And off the forge of the world,
Whirling in the draught of life,
Go sparks of myriad people, filling
The night with strife.	20

Yet they never change the darkness
Or blench it with noise;
Alone on the perfect silence
The stars are buoys.