Poems of West & East

by V. Sackville-West

CONTENTS

FOR *** SONG: LET US GO BACK SONG: MY SPIRIT LIKE A SHEPHERD BOY CONVALESCENCE TO KNOLE DISILLUSION THE BANQUET MCMXVIII A CREED TO A POET NOMADS THE GARDEN THE DANCING ELF CONSTANTINOPLE: DHJI-HAN-GHIR LEBLEBIDJI THE MUEZZIN THE GREEK HAN YANGHIN VAR MORNING IN CONSTANTINOPLE RETOUR EN SONGE CONSTANTINOPLE, MARCH MCMXV RESOLUTION

POEMS

FOR ***

NO eyes shall see the poems that I write
For you; not even yours; but after long
Forgetful years have passed on our delight
Some hand may chance upon a dusty song

Of those fond days when every spoken word
Was sweet, and all the fleeting things unspoken
Yet sweeter, and the music half unheard
Murmured through forests as a charm unbroken.

It is the plain and ordinary page
Of two who loved, sole-spirited and clear.
Will you, O stranger of another age,
Not grant a human and compassionate tear
To us, who each the other held so dear?
A single tear fraternal, sadly shed,
Since that which was so living, is so dead.