R: Love so solid seeming soon sublimes
J: Vanishing transparent in to air
R: Leaving only mem’ry and regret
J: A pallid haze, a space, an empty chair
R: Time sifts in like sad volcanic ash
J: Silting round the absences like smoke
Where once there was affection now there’s diffidence
R: Where once was a creator, there’s a joke
Oh where is the passionate poet and painter,
My person his canvas, my presence his muse?
He traded his laurel for whisky and chloral
And now his attentions I bluntly refuse.
Peace, peace! The break is made, the man is broken.
I see and seem to hear you, but I know you come not near.
I am not here: your way and mine are parted.
In such a dark as this
In such a wooded dream we meet ourselves
And gape in stark amaze, or weep for what was dear.
I’ll not return this way. Farewell! Fare well....