The Rainy Pleiads Wester

The rainy Pleiads wester,
Orion plunges prone,
The stroke of midnight ceases
And I lie down alone.

The rainy Pleiads wester,
And seek beyond the sea
The head that I shall dream of
That will not dream of me.

by Alfred Edward Housman

Comments (7)

it keeps on repeating the same words over and over again
i like this poem, thanks for sharing.10++++
Need a little time to sort this one out.
I love how he strings his words: A process in the weather of the world Turns ghost to ghost; each mothered child Sits in their double shade. A process blows the moon into the sun, Pulls down the shabby curtains of the skin; And the heart gives up its dead.
Awesome I like this poem, check mine oit
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