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Dissonance Then Silence
Both being cowards, and pulses ice,
Knowing each the other's paradise;
Knowing each the other's paradise;
Wanton with anguish and wry bliss—
Bruised the too great love with a death's kiss;
Bruised the too great love with a death's kiss;
As eyes closed cruel-blind, and ecstasy
Weeping and ceasing to weep, went free
Weeping and ceasing to weep, went free
To come again in circles, lessening.
But widening the span of ancient pain:
But widening the span of ancient pain:
There being pain for tasting paradise.
And pain for lack of it; pain twice;
And pain for lack of it; pain twice;
And the last pain: to see the flying moon,
To be immobile and to make no moan.
To be immobile and to make no moan.
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