Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AS IN A GLASS: 2. SPACE, by CLARA PLATT MEADOWCROFT


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AS IN A GLASS: 2. SPACE, by                    
First Line: I could not reach you and I heard you call
Last Line: And there were you -- with your hand reaching out to me.
Subject(s): Absence; Separation; Isolation


I could not reach you and I heard you call.

There were miles and miles between us:
Miles of streets where I used to go carrying bundles
Back and forth, back and forth, never settled, between us;
Miles of words -- futile attempts at understandings --
Blocking the road, piling up obstacles higher and higher.
Once I could leap them, afterward wearily climbing and stumbling
To reach your door;
And when I finally reached it,
The door was bolted against me.

I heard you call -- but the miles had lengthened to world's end.
I could not reach you nor help you. I turned away, --
And there, there, was your house and your door wide open;
And there were you -- with your hand reaching out to me.





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