EXCURSION

by: D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930)

      WONDER, can the night go by;
      Can this shot arrow of travel fly
      Shaft-golden with light, sheer into the sky
      Of a dawned to-morrow,
      Without ever sleep delivering us
      From each other, or loosing the dolorous
      Unfruitful sorrow!
       
      What is it then that you can see
      That at the window endlessly
      You watch the red sparks whirl and flee
      And the night look through?
      Your presence peering lonelily there
      Oppresses me so, I can hardly bear
      To share the train with you.
       
      You hurt my heart-beats' privacy;
      I wish I could put you away from me;
      I suffocate in this intimacy,
      For all that I love you;
      How I have longed for this night in the train,
      Yet now every fibre of me cries in pain
      To God to remove you.
       
      But surely my soul's best dream is still
      That one night pouring down shall swill
      Us away in an utter sleep, until
      We are one, smooth-rounded.
      Yet closely bitten in to me
      Is this armour of stiff reluctancy
      That keeps me impounded.
       
      So, dear love, when another night
      Pours on us, lift your fingers white
      And strip me naked, touch me light,
      Light, light all over.
      For I ache most earnestly for your touch,
      Yet I cannot move, however much
      I would be your lover.
       
      Night after night with a blemish of day
      Unblown and unblossomed has withered away;
      Come another night, come a new night, say
      Will you pluck me apart?
      Will you open the amorous, aching bud
      Of my body, and loose the burning flood
      That would leap to you from my heart?

"Excursion" is reprinted from Amores: Poems. D.H. Lawrence. New York: B.W. Huebsch, 1916.

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