Destroyers and Other Verses/Deep Runs a Silent Music

by Henry Head

 

He . . .

Deep runs a silent music
Through my laborious days:
I set your name, Beloved,
To a hundred thousand lays.

The clang of a distant organ
At the corner leaps and falls.
I go my way rejoicing,
In the love that it recalls.

Through the din of many journeys
A song within me peals,
To a running bass of the rattle,
The endless roar of wheels.