I Through the dark pine trunks Silver and yellow gleam the clouds And the sun; The sea is faint purple. My love, my love, I shall never reach you. II You are beautiful As a straight red fox-glove Among green plants; I stretched out my hand to caress you: It is blistered by the envious nettles. III I have spent hours this morning Seeking in the brook For a clear pebble To remind me of your eyes. And all the sleepless hours of night I think of you. IV Your kisses are poignant, Ah! why must I leave you? Here above I scribble and re-scribble The words of a long-dead Greek Poet: “Love, thou art terrible, Ah, Love, thou are bitter-sweet!”
This poem is in the public domain.
Richard Aldington was born in Hampshire, England, in 1892. An early member of the Imagist movement, he was the author of War and Love (1915-1919) (The Four Seas Company, 1919), Images (The Egoist, 1919), and numerous other books of poetry and prose.
Date Published: 2018-11-11
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/images-1