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John Whitworth: The Song of the House

John Whitworth

Jun 01 2015

1 mins

The Song of the House

 

This is the song of the house,

of the gleam that is gone,

Gone in the trail of the mouse,

in the dream that is fallen.

Gone in the tale of the rise

and the set of the sun,

Gone in the pale of the sighs

of the ghost that is calling.

 

This is the ghost in the air

of the people forgotten.

This is the how and the where

and the why and the what and

The fell of the fire and the flame

in the moan and the mutter,

This the ineffable name

of the words we unutter.

 

These are the sighs in the house,

unweeting, unwitten,

Whose silences speak to the mouse

of the boundless unwritten.

This is the soul of the set

and the rise of the moon,

And the scroll of the last cigarette

in the vast picayune.

 

John Whitworth

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