Thursday, January 1, 2004

Perfidy Comments

Rating: 2.7

Hollow rang the house when I knocked on the door,
And I lingered on the threshold with my hand
Upraised to knock and knock once more:
Listening for the sound of her feet across the floor,
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David Herbert Lawrence
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M Asim Nehal 28 December 2016

Such a wonderful poem to read, thanks for sharing..10++ A hastening car swept shameful past, I saw her hid in the shadow, I saw her step to the curb, and fast Run to the silent door, where last I had stood with my hand uplifted. She clung to the door in her haste to enter, Entered, and quickly cast It shut behind her, leaving the street aghast.

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