After Long Silence

Speech after long silence; it is right,
All other lovers being estranged or dead,
Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
That we descant and yet again descant
Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song:
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
We loved each other and were ignorant.

by William Butler Yeats

Comments (24)

tender, heartbreaking.... almost cinematic
I'm putting this one right next to one of Emily Dickinson's epigrams. 'What Miracles the News is! Not Bismark but ourselves.'
It elicits a gentle chuckle from me that I do not understand but enjoy. Bill Grace
I'm a little late finding this one Sandra, it's all been said. I'll add you are an exceptional poet and I enjoy your work. Thanks for the wonderful read Sandra. --Melvina--
Rapturous writing. Another poem on the window-glass of our consciousness, this time with a sun's metaphor instead of a frost-one. A rare poet. Susie xxx.
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