Debt’s Lament ; an echo from DH Lawrence’s Piano
Published on March 12, 2020
We rose at dusk
for years on end,
no boom, all bust.
Pressing our suits
with songs of steam
now betraying
spring to winter-
how youth’s hymns fade!
We lost our burst
in black ledgers.
My childish debt
still rains, full flood.
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