Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ABSENT, by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON Poet's Biography First Line: I am weary of being surrounded by things Last Line: Mocking me with the emptiness of my house. Subject(s): Absence; Emptiness; Separation; Isolation | ||||||||
I AM weary of being surrounded by things: Books in their neat rows, Magazines scattered about, Even my kitchen with its shelves of cheerful yellow bowls Does not stir me. I wander about my little house Like the wraith of a happy yesterday Hunting lost joys. I have no right to miss you so ... in my little house. But once you sat with me before my fireside, And now the flames blaze at my heart, Mocking me with the emptiness of my house. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EVENING OF THE MIND by DONALD JUSTICE CHRISTMAS AWAY FROM HOME by JANE KENYON THE PROBLEM by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN by DAVID LEHMAN THIS UNMENTIONABLE FEELING by DAVID LEHMAN A CHANT OF MY BELOVED by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON |
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