Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WHEN I WALK ALONE, FR. THE POET IN THE DESERT, by CHARLES ERSKINE SCOTT WOOD


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First Line: When I walk alone and look into the sky
Last Line: Than the wail of the curlew in the night.
Subject(s): Grief; Poverty; Sorrow; Sadness


When I walk alone and look into the sky,
I do not see the watchful orbs of night,
Only the melancholy eyes of the Unborn,
Staring at me with the implacable demand:
"Must we, too, die not knowing Joy?"

When in the leafless trees I hear
The soughing of the winter wind,
It is to me the voices of little children
Without childhood.
The sobbing of the brooks quarreling
To their stones,
Is the sobbing of mothers
Who curse motherhood....
The cries of the poor are more melancholy
Than the wail of the curlew in the night.





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