After You Speak
AFTER YOU SPEAK by EDWARD THOMAS
After you speak And what you meant Is plain, My eyes Meet yours that mean--- With your cheeks and hair--- Something more wise, More dark, And far different. Even so the lark Loves dust And nestles in it The minute Before he must Soar in lone flight So far, Like a black star He seems--- A mote Of singing dust Afloat Above, That dreams And sheds no light. I know your lust Is love.
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| Author | Thomas, Edward (1878-1917) |
|---|---|
| Title | After You Speak |
| Item Date | 1979 |
| File type | text |
| Content | Poem |
| Repository name | ProQuest |
| Repository URL | http://lion.chadwyck.co.uk/ |
| Copyright | Copyright Edward Thomas, 1979, reproduced under licence from Faber and Faber Ltd. |
| First line | After you speak |
| Publication source | Edward Thomas Collected Poems |
| Publication editor | Thomas, George |
| Publishers | Faber and Faber |
| Publication place | London |
| Digital repository | The First World War Poetry Digital Archive |
| Reference URL | http://www.oucs.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/2844 |
