So you are lost to me!
Ah you, you ear of corn straight lying,
What food is this for the darkly flying
Fowls of the Afterwards!
White bread afloat on the waters,
Cast out by the hand that scatters
Food untowards,
Will you come back when the tide turns?
After many days? My heart yearns
To know.
Will you return after many days
To say your say as a traveller says,
More marvel than woe?
Drift then, for the sightless birds
And the fish in shadow-waved herds
To approach you.
Drift then, bread cast out;
Drift, lest I fall in doubt,
And reproach you.
For you are lost to me!
Bread Upon The Waters
D. H. Lawrence (david Herbert Richards)
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Poem topics: fish, heart, white, shadow, return, doubt, straight, approach, food, lost, bread, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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