As a clashing cymbal in the discordant darkness of the night© GERALD ENGLAND
I am become
since losing Love
As a river turning inward from the rolling sea of life
as a hole in a garment that has been worn too long
as the face of a clock that has lost its hands
as a dried-up lake in the desert of loneliness
I am become
since losing Love
Composed: Ackworth, 11th January 1968
Publications
1972 THE WINE THE WOMEN AND THE SONG (Pyle, Kenfig Press)
1989 Explorer (USA)
1990 International Poetry (USA)
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