FROM A DEAD LOVER by Mary Lang

This poignant poem was written by Mary Lang, an almost forgotten Australian poet, probably during the 1930s.  The picture shows Mount Damavand in Iran under a clear night sky.

I am here.

Though mute, invisible,

remote untouchable,

I am here.

Do you remember

my voice that spoke to you

and called and cried to you?

Do you remember?

Can you forget

my eyes wide, wondering,

or half closed, hungering?

Can you forget?

The shadows thicken.

Between the meeting and the parting,

between the death and the awakening

the shadows thicken.

Do you remember

(I can remember)

the moon that we cried for,

the star that we reached for?

I have not forgotten,

can you forget?